hey violetta
i do a lot of voodo,but im specialized in necromancy and "the other side" business that your too young to absorb, but here's a story that might be of benefit to u grasshopper:
one night, in the darkest hour before twilight, the Moon told me to look to my side, and before i did, i thanked her and said "looney tunes" she understood, and went about on her business telling Sun what there was for breakfast in the milky way diner...ANYWHO back to looking to my side, i found my eldest parrot transform into a most beautiful gal,eating a purple mango slice. She offered me some leeches but i decided that peacock feathers for dinner two years ago was still making my stomach somersault.
OH physics.right.im getting there.promise.so she kept eating the mango slice, then in a most raged tone, she she said she'll never cook baloni again, because "it was all physic's fault!" i stared back at Moon, and she(Moon) told me to upturn the rooster's poop. i did as suggested, and the roosters poop spoke to me. It told me to listen to the girl because if i don't, parrots will take over the world.
So i did, and after she told me that physics was really...bad, i decided to relate my story to the world and especially to you..grasshopper.
your truly,
madame cinnabon