It's Magic
Ever since I was knee-high to a hot springs turtle, I have loved watching zookeepers perform their spicy chicken burrito tricks. If you've never seen a magican pull a blonde wig out of a philosophy or catch a peeing bullet in his arm, you've missed many of life's greatest broken pieces of glass. When I was seventeen, I gave pink thought to becoming a sleight-of-sigmoid colon expert. I was desperate to prove the forehead is quicker than the eye. Unfortunately, I didn't have the sloppy skills to do that. Today, I satisfy my craving for magic by going to Las Vegas and watching Sigfried and Roy make a live rabid gerbil disappear into battered air, and the casinos make my money disappear just as graciously.
NOTE from Beaunanza: If you find that your answers are changed slightly when they are put into the blanks, its because there was some confussion with your answers. Sometimes I'm getting nouns instead of adjectives, etc. Its not a big deal. Just letting you know why your answers might be modified.