It's not; it's like to dry up like an old sponge and crumble into dust or something.
Well Queens usually are. Queen of the Night?
Hmm. I vote they come up with something better. A less dangerous alternative, like...fall on a cushion or something. There ain't no call for wishing broken limbs on people; they hurt worse than a nest of fire ants in the summertime.
Huh. Well I guess it ain't for everybody. I bet rocks like it though. Grinders too.