So you think you know stuff? What’s that like then? If I had a currency for everything I know, I would have a grand total of no money. Although I’ve never reported anything in my life, I do like to think of myself as a Reporter. I like to report on the necessary. This brings me to many places, deep within the unconfined restraints of my imagination. I call a spade, a tool for digging stuff for that is what a spade is. Sometimes a reporter might not know what they’re talking about, even though a mouse and a cobra are two very different things:
Maybe he ran out of balloons.
I see what you implied there!
If I twisted one of my breats, I sonder if it would look like a giraffe or a brussel sprout.
I reckon there’s only one way to find that out!
It started out looking like a mouse. But after some music began to play, it looked more like a cobra.
Music definitely has the ability to move people!
That had to be really painful!
Anything that involves “twisting genitals” is probably going to involve a degree of pain alright!
Yikes! Either way, it doesn’t sound pleasant!
It’s one talent I think I can live without!
He might have a career after he gets out of jail from making balloon animals at kid’s birthday parties, though I sincerely hope not.
I think that’s one career we can all do without.