Now, For Something Completely Different

I plugged it in with a devilish smile, placed a pie pan on the glass turnstile; it lit up sparkled colored glowing flames, as i knew it would, this wasn't just a game; but three in the corner screen hidden and once unseen the camera revealed itself and its lens and my picture burned, the image cleansed charred upon the dirtied microwave dish as the tweeter watched and laughed and fished. He pushed back his hair, blond locks and all and laughed then grimaced, that one has a lot of gall!