After years of immaturity, I finally have my act together. As far as acting, it’s very slapstick.

A farce, or slapstick humor, does well universally.

Why, on to the castle, to kill the royal family, and claim the throne that isn’t mine by right!

The story is uneven in its progression.

I stepped on a banana spider today. I didn’t crush it, but I did slip and fall. Then I got bit by one of the Three Stooges, possibly John McCain.