I'm falling? Crap!

Imagine you are innocently doing your laundry. On the 6th floor. You stretch oh so far for that last piece. You over-extend. You start to plunge. You look below. And your internal monologue goes something like this.

"Crap. I am falling. What is that below? Crap. It's crap."

Fortunately the crap cushions your fall and you survive...oh crap. Now you need a bath.