You know what’s a bummer? Most creatures of my species are yellow, but no not me. I had to be red. Oh yeah, and I’m round to boot. You think I don’t get made fun of. Don’t bet on it. Being a round red-head is no picnic. The worst thing is when I’m abused by the hands of a well-meaning, yet unpracticed magician. The old false transfer. That’s great if you can do a false transfer, but if you can’t, then DON’T DO IT! Look I’m no pro, and often times my brain is mush (do to being squeezed into a ridiculously small wad). However, I know good sleight of hand when I experience it, and there is nothing uglier than a magician who thinks he can do a false transfer but really can’t.
So I guess the moral of the story is practice, practice, practice. If only I could clean kitchens for a living like my cousin. Oh well that’s the way the world turns when you’re a sponge ball!
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