There is no way I'm walking over that glass floor. Looks like I'll never know what's in that room over there.

You better have a good steady source of helium to keep this thing at a consistent height.

Sure, obvious joke is obvious, but it's also accurate!

This thing is like a big ol' sweatbox in the morning I bet. I hope those are terrycloth sheets. Though, it would be a good place to stay when you have a fever you need to sweat out.

There was this one night in Vegas... let's just say I've been in one of these crazy high-off-the-ground glass-sided balcony pools and they're terrifying. Thankfully there was plenty of champagne to ease my anxiety.

To his knees to clean fingerprints off the coffee table.

The dusting, the sweeping, the squeegeeing! The Escher-esque visual confusion! The myriad places to lose people and things!