My wife, Judy, had been asking me for several weeks to varnish the wooden seat on our toilet. 
Finally, I got around to doing it while Judy was out at her weekly tennis catch-up with her friends.
After finishing, I left to take care of another matter before she returned.
when she returned home, she came in and undressed to take a shower. Before getting in the shower, she sat on the toilet.
As she tried to stand up, she realized that the not-quite-dry epoxy paint had well and truly glued her to the toilet seat.

About that time, I arrived home and realized her predicament.
We both pushed and pulled without any success whatsoever.
Finally, in desperation, I undid the toilet seat bolts.

Judy wrapped a large beach towel around herself and I drove her to the hospital emergency room.
The ER Doctor got her into a position where he could study how to free her (..now try to get a mental picture of this.)
Judy tried to lighten the embarrassment of it all by saying, "Well, Doctor, I'll bet you've never had to deal with anything quite like this before."
The Doctor replied,  "Actually, I've seen lots of them in my time but I just never saw one mounted and framed until today."