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> Yeah. I would summon a storm in the hotel lobby, just to get the butler to bring me a room service tray that I could turn into a makeshift altar. After pouring myself a glass of champagne, I would light some incense and call upon the spirits. When they finally answered, they told me that in order to get inside, I would have to answer a series of “Intellectual Deep Questions” in front of a panel of formerly unimpressed celebrities.
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> I'm talking about magic tricks. I used to perform magic tricks for my parents' friends. I would make small objects disappear in my vagina.