As a result, you are deceived into swallowing the same 4 triple AAA batteries which you accused of being not really enough anymore, but of course you were misquoted in that article, and misunderstood and no reporter even talked to you, and instead just made it all up out of old journalism articles, old movies, and his ass. You wake up in a hospital where genetically engineered surgeons are very nonchalantly backing out tenth-story plate glass windows in the rain just as they're preparing to sew you back up. Frogmen appear from the bay side and take the wounded surgeons to their hover craft. Without them, now, the stock market crashes. The earth is thrown into a turmoil as all its markets for air evaporate.
Nobody wants to hear air guitar anymore or play air golf or air tennis.
Or have an air war or air sex. Or breathe air air. But don't worry. These will just become a natural part of your flesh. Or vice versa.