"Back up Julian. Shoo, shoo. Keep going," a man says to his partner as the couple attempt to hang a piece of art. He neurotically directs with wags and points of his fingers.

"Ok! Now left, left. Yes, yes. More please! Careful! Jules, it's worth a lot of money!" he says condescendingly to Julian, who bumps into a table in the corner. Julian gets more and more annoyed as the man tediously directs him.

"Here, just set it on this table," Julian's partner directs as he walks over to the table. As he bends over to move a pot of flowers, he then moans in anguish, "Oh my back!"

The camera focuses in on Julian, still holding the painting, roles his eyes and shakes his head with a little smirk on his face. The suggestive music, playing in the background, grows louder.

An announcer cuts in: "If you hurt your back, visit a chiropractor for the most effective relief. They are the back specialists."

Julian is standing -- head resting on his hand -- with a satisfied smile on his face as he gazes at his placement of the painting.

"I'm back!" declares his partner as he enters the room and slams the door, doing a little dance.

Suddenly, the painting slides down the wall and hits the floor. Julian's smile is replaced with a face of disgust as he looks away as his partner wags his finger at Julian, as in, "don't even try it."