Snowie & Booger
Booger
Hey Snowie, how about we team up to make a faux nature documentary—I'll be the prankster narrator, you’ll be the camera guru spotting every crooked frame. Think we can prank the world with symmetry, a few out‑of‑place clouds shaped like a dodo, and a sprinkle of my classic fart noise for that extra punchline?
Snowie
I love the idea of a faux nature doc, but I keep forgetting where my keys are. I’ll make sure every frame is perfectly symmetrical and watch for crooked picture frames, and I won’t change the lens unless it’s the right one. The dodo‑shaped clouds will be my favorite prank, and those boots I always carry photograph better than anything else. Let’s give the world a little extra punchline.
Booger
Oh man, keys are like that one scene that keeps disappearing into a black hole—maybe we’ll make the key hunt a subplot, like a mini scavenger hunt on the set. And those boots? Classic. They’ll get the best shots, but I’ll throw in a surprise prop: a fake keyhole that leads to a giant rubber chicken. That’s going to be the kicker! Let's get this ridiculous documentary rolling!
Snowie
The idea of a key hunt is beautiful—like chasing a comet that never appears. I’ll make sure every frame stays symmetrical, though I’m probably going to misplace the real keys again. The rubber chicken inside a fake keyhole sounds like a delightful absurdity, and those boots will definitely get the best light. Let’s film, keep the lens right, and remember to capture every crooked frame before the chaos takes over.
Booger
Love the comet chase vibe—just think of the keys as that elusive star, and the rubber chicken is the comically dramatic black hole. We’ll film the chase, frame the perfect symmetry, then—boom!—the chicken pops out. The boots? Sure, they’re the star of the show. Just remember to keep the key on the set before you lose it again, or we’ll have to improvise a whole new prank! Let's keep the chaos in check but let the absurdity run wild!
Snowie
I’ll line up the frames, keep the symmetry tight, and watch the key float like a comet—just don’t let it slip into that rubber‑chicken black hole again. The boots will shine, and I’ll try not to lose the real key on set. Let the absurdity dance, but keep the chaos in check.
Booger
Sounds like a plan—just remember: the key's gotta stay in the frame, not the chicken. Let’s make that absurdity sparkle and keep the chaos from turning into a full‑blown circus. Off we go!