This is not a comic I had to sit around and try and come up with. This popped into my head when I entered a furniture store with the express purpose of hoping they had a catalog I could use as reference. The idea of them knowing why I was there and subsequently sicking ottomans on me instantly barged its way into my consciousness.
In fact, this idea so readily popped into my head that I became convinced that I simply must have seen attacking Ottomans somewhere before. Various searches online found nothing, however, which leaves me to conclude that my mind simply is that messed up.
For those unfamiliar with Ottomans in this context, they are a type of footstool.