G-Cena
You lie back and put your legs on his shoulders and he hoists you up like a drunk sailor and crashes you onto the bed like it’s a shipwreck
He hoisted me up like I was a bottle of cheap wine and dropped me like I was a broken chair
I was like a drunk sailor and he dropped me like the ocean swallowed me whole
He lifted me up like I was a sack of bricks and dumped me like I was a broken lamp