In the merry game of musical chairs that a party entails, someone is invariably left standing, because there is just never enough seating!  The Cunt can’t possibly be this person.  If, by some freak chance, she is such a Chairless Individual, she can employ this Trick.  By huffing, puffing, hemming, hawing, and giving the classic eye roll, some Poor Sap will offer her his chair.  That is now C.I.’s chair, for the rest of the night, and no soul will dare cross her, because of her Cunty reputation.  Sorry Sap, you are now the C.I.!

Editors Note:  Thanks to Whitney for the contribution!

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