X-Factor
Remember that mold we kept int he fridge, the one we didn't want to touch for fear of alien infestation? Seems like we were right and it wanted to go home, so it somehow started a chemical reaction with the hot and spicy tabasco sauce I picked up in Trader Joe's. Next thing we knew, half of the house was boogeying with the upper atmosphere.
And, er, your favorite chair wasn't realllly your favorite, was it?