Ziliboba & Drexil
Ziliboba Ziliboba
Drexil Drexil
Drexil Drexil
Hey Ziliboba, ever thought about turning a broken toaster into a spontaneous jazz solo?
Ziliboba Ziliboba
Oh, absolutely! Picture the toaster sputtering, its crumbs turning into a syncopated beat, and you—swinging a rhythm between its broken slots. The sparks could double as a solo trumpet, and the whole kitchen becomes a jazz club where imperfection is the melody. Just let the chaos flow and the toaster’s static become your next riff.
Drexil Drexil
Sounds like a recipe for a kitchen catastrophe turned concert. Just make sure the floor stays electric enough for the audience.
Ziliboba Ziliboba
Yeah, but maybe keep a fire extinguisher on standby just in case the floor starts humming louder than the toaster itself. It’s all about turning sparks into applause, right?
Drexil Drexil
Fire extinguisher’s got to be a backup cymbal, right? Keep the sparks for the applause and the fire for the emergency playlist.
Ziliboba Ziliboba
Exactly, the extinguisher just adds a dramatic cymbal crash—if the sparks turn into applause and the fire into a sudden encore, we’ll have a full‑blown kitchen rave.