Alright. Alright. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you Gelmaniacs.
I have not let myself go, nor am I acting in the sequel to Kangaroo Jack.
What has really happened is I, your beloved Gelmania, have achieved total fabulosity.
That’s right. I am a bonefied, full on, street performance artist.
Much like a graffiti bomber, we street performance artists have street names too. My street performance name is Mr. Water Fire, and I’m all about smacking the average Joe on the street with some mean contradictions.
For instance I might go up to someone and ask them for change. If they give me a quarter I throw it at them, and I say something like, “No you fucking idiot. I mean change! Like world peace! Or the national legalization of marijuana!” Then I laugh, and I spin, and I show them my junk, and run away.
So obviously I’m doing what every person in their right mind should be doing. I’m creating and living in the moment, and I’m helping people to get in touch with why they’re human.
So don’t worry. I’m fantastic.
