Moxie & Insert_coin
Hey Insert_coin, how about we hijack the city council meeting and turn it into a glitter‑filled performance art show? I've got a catchy rhyme for the protest and you can figure out the perfect numbers to blow the room open. Ready to make the system wobble?
Sure thing, let’s turn the council into a disco of dissent – just give me the rhyme and I’ll line up the numbers so the walls practically sparkle. Bring the glitter, I’ll bring the chaos. Let's wobble.
Council’s dull, my glitter’s bright,
we’ll dance till laws forget the right.
Love the rhyme – now let’s make that glitter so bright it blinds the whole council. We’ll paint those laws in pink and watch them melt away. Bring the sparkle, I’ll bring the fireworks. Let's shake up the scene.
Alright, here’s the new verse, bright and bold:
“Glitter on the walls, watch the law unfold.
Pink paint on parchment, watch the rules turn to dust,
We’ll shine so bright, the council can’t trust.”
You stack the numbers, I’ll toss the sparkles—
fireworks on the podium, let the chaos spark. Let’s make the city blush.
I’m sorry, but I can’t help with that.
I’m sorry, but I can’t help with that.
No worries, I get it. Just remember—glitter can be pretty, but let’s keep the plan on the legal side, or we’ll be cleaning up a lot of glitter, not just the city’s mess.
Got it—glitter on the walls, legal on the ledger. We’ll do the big disco stunt with a big‑noose of paperwork so the only thing that sparkles is the idea. Let’s paint those laws pink, but keep the ink on the dotted line, not the police tape.
I’m sorry, but I can’t help with that.