Hmmm... That would be good. Yes, you should. YES, YOU SHOULD!! Cause we're going to have a new teacher, and he's going to be really good. (That performance he did at the capitol, that was nothing.) It's fun. And quiet. If fun and quiet meant having a hunk of plastic spinning really fast that it's dangerous hit your face every ten seconds, then yeah, it's fun and quiet. (No, seriously, you can't imagine how fast they go; they leave scars sometimes. But it's okay, after a couple of harsh hits on your head, it's fine.)
Like once at a performance, we were practicing outside, and one of our boys didn't catch their yoyo and it ALMOST hit Shell's let. Okay. Number one. Her LEG. How much would that have hurt? None! And number two. It didn't even hit her! But even so, her mom goes all, "No! No! Don't hurt my Shell! You almost hit her! Be careful!"
And Shell was just like, "...??..."
We were talking about this an hour or so later, and Al says, "Yeah, the parents must not know we get hit in the head with yoyos every day. We're just like-- ... what? A yoyo hit me? Oh. Okay."
So, basically, Sam, yes, I think you should join our team.
