The Internet is here to catch you out..
I have a big wooden dining table in my front room (picture Del Boy's town hall table in Only Fools) with matching wooden seats, that have a wooden bum-bit with a sewn on cushion on. The *practical* idea of said bum-bits is that you can slide them off of the chair to give them a wipe down. Useful, in theory, although they have an irritating habit of sliding when you get up.
Then along I come.
Plonking my laptop on the table, after moving from the noisy kitchen to continue my group Skype conversation, I settled myself down comfortably on one of the chairs. Getting up a while later to go and get a drink, I came back into the front room and threw myself back on the chair in my usual elegant style. Cue a massive *CRAAAAAAAAAACK/SNAAAAAP* and me ending up stuck, through a chair that's snapped at the arse-bit.
Picture someone on a chair, that has no bum-bit on it.
Yes, that was me.
Stuck like duct-tape in a completely buckled chair.
On Skype.
To about 12 people. Cue manic laughter, lot's of "What the fuck!!"s, and wailings of: "Muuuum! I'm stuck!".
(pinkpunkpython is skinning up, Mon 25 Jan 2010, 19:13, 1 reply)

Two uses of 'cue'
Why?
(The Boy Monders I have ginger bits in my beard., Tue 26 Jan 2010, 10:10, closed)