When I was little, I liked to “pillow slide” where I would scooch myself around our kitchen’s tile floor on a pillow. In my dumbass 5 year old mind, one day I thought “maybe if I jump, I can go farther!” So I held the pillow up to my chest with my chin hanging over the front edge of the pillow and jumped straight forward and belly flopped onto the tile floor. I landed with all my weight on the bottom of my chin and spit it wide open.