It’s true. I ride around on a magic carpet, and whatever I wish for comes true. No, you can’t ride my magic carpet. No one else is allowed. When I sit on my magic carpet, no one can bother me. It protects me from all things, like my glue in a game of tag. AND if I bring an item back to my carpet, it becomes real! A whole special scene happens, like magic. Look, I have proof:
That’s the magic carpet on a normal day, keeping me safe as my ass dangles off into space. Amazing, right? Now watch what happened when I brought this pumpkin over to it:
Cool, right? This next one went a bit awry, I fear. I think maybe the snowman was too powerful.
Do you have a magic carpet that makes you feel safe? What about a blankie? Confess.