You run over to the teacups, noting that Seamus Sockpuppet is following you closely, still on the end of your arm. You start up the ride and dive into one of the nearby cups. Seamus follows you into the same cup.

“Haha,” you laugh, “you’ve done exactly what I wanted you to do. Now you’re stuck here in this cup, going faster and faster, until the centripetal force turns your insides into jelly.”

But just then, you realize the terrible flaw in your plan. If you’re in the cup with him, then you’ll be turned into jelly as well. You spin around, going faster and faster, as you gradually get sicker and sicker. When the ride finally stops, you promptly puke out the liquid remains of your internal organs. As you drift into a permanent sleep while lying in a puddle of yourself, you notice that Seamus Sockpuppet still looms over you, mocking you to the end.

Try again, Loser!