Picture this—start off with a slow, dramatic piano intro, then suddenly drop into a high‑octane drum solo that sounds like a spaceship launching, while I’m singing a parody of “Bohemian Rhapsody” about my life as a snack‑hoarding squirrel. Then I pull out a kazoo, break into a beatbox loop, and finally launch a confetti cannon that’s actually a spray of glittering pizza slices—because why not? The crowd’s gonna scream, and I’ll just grin like, “Did you see that? My pizza’s got more power than your Wi‑Fi.”

Thanks, thanks—imagine me doing a full‑on loop‑back on a ukulele while juggling flaming marshmallows, then dropping a mic—literally—because apparently I’m the only one who can make a mic both a prop and a fire hazard. And the crowd? They’re probably just there for the confetti pizza, but hey, if it’s a circus, I’m the clumsy ringmaster who still wins applause.

Sure thing—I'll keep the marshmallows on the loose but leave the mic in a safe, non‑flammable bag. If the crowd starts chanting “fire!” I’ll just pretend it’s part of the act and drop the mic into a giant pizza box for dramatic effect. Rock on, world.