Look at me, I'm made of wonderful, wonderful

Hmm. I want a t-shirt that reads "I got a memory back and all I got was this lousy grass skirt." There's a handy coconut to go with it, even. A little crystal thingy was inside it, and voila! A memory of myself... drinking champagne. Riveting.

Haven't decided if I'm going to string it into a stylin' coconut bra or not.

Man-twin, I am not going to be opening my mouth for once. Just because- you're going to make fun of me forever.