 When in a jam I just yell stop and villains in their tracks are froze. Then I sneak up and utter start and take my hands and honk their nose. I am quite proud to be in such a hierarchical progeny. From Daffy Duck and Tweety Bird to Babs and Buster Bunny. To suit my mood I can call forth a lot of different sceneries. Like outer space and desert scapes and Himalayan eateries. From this bag here why I can pull most anything imaginable. Like office desks and lava lights and Bird who is a cannibal.