Self Driving Cars/The Birth of Soup

Brave Viking Warrior becomes the king of a small micro-nation called "Spinson's Lord."

“I think, and he may or may not let his new power go to his head.”

And of course, we have two brand new stories written by kids, and more story love with Lee and Peter, and it's all coming up after a few words for the grown-ups. Hey grown-ups! Lee here! See storypires live!

Our amazing touring cast including Eric will be visiting some East Coast cities this

spring to perform some of your favorite songs from the podcast. And they'll take suggestions from kids in the audience to create a brand new story that will only be seen once. Best of all, all of our upcoming shows are on weekend, so no need to worry about school nights or bedtime routines.

We'll see you soon in "Munhall Pennsylvania," just outside of Pittsburgh. Cincinnati, Ohio, Portsmouth, New Hampshire, Medford, Massachusetts, just outside of Boston, and Richfield, Connecticut. Take it to all the shows are on sale now at storypires.com/live. Ah, now this is a view!

Sick Freed, I must say the way you're standing with one foot on that rockwell, looking out at the horizon is quite dramatic. Thank you, Megan.

“There's something about a rugged landscape that stirs my Viking blood.”

Makes me long for my battling days.

Kevin, you are too much. Eric, whom are you talking to? Oh, sorry. Kevin email for my cousin Kevin, he loves to send me these long, joke email threads. What's that one?

It's a Dalmatian driving attractor with a thought bubble that says, Tuesdays are terriers. I don't get it. Neither do I, but it's so funny if you know Kevin. I hate to be that Viking, but back in my day, we were better off about all this instant communication.

What? You didn't share funny jokes back in the 100s? Oh, we did! My cousin's loved sending people prank messages. How did people actually send messages back then?

Well, either you'd walk it there yourself, send a raven, or a profanity events, attach

the message to a flaming arrow and launch it towards your friend's long house. Was it that dangerous? Oh, it's streamily!

“Why do you think I'm always looking up and out at the horizon?”

It's not just for dramatic effect. You're constantly on the lookout for flaming arrows raining down from the sky. Naturally. Sigfried, I'm pretty sure you don't need to worry about that anymore. Meghan, could you take a small step to your right?

Oh, is there better light? Sure, how's this? Just one more step here? Perfect. Aren't you going to take my picture?

No, I just didn't want you to get hit by that flaming arrow coming down from the sky. Sorry, what now? Woo! I've got mail! Oh, love, you're replying! It just filled me up with joy.

My mom loves the jokes. Yo, yo, my joke. It may be very proud of my fighting, driving to the... I will shower! I definitely think I can be more creative now.

I'm the champion! The Solie Pirates. Welcome back to the Story Pirates podcast, everyone. Will we take stories written by kids? And turn them into sketch comedy and songs!

And today, Sigfried has just received a fancy message via flaming arrow. How exciting! I haven't received Viking mail in nearly a thousand years! Let's see. To Sigfried the Orange of Northumbria, we regret to inform you that his majesty, King Sven Spenson,

Lord of the Micronation of Spenson's Fjord, has passed away! Spenson's Fjord, where is that? Never heard of it! Keep reading! Having left no direct air to the throne, the Spenson's Fjordians' archivists have traced

the late King's lineage back hundreds of years and discovered that his closest living relative is his 14th cousin, 12 times removed. One, Sigfried the Orange. Sigfried! You're a King?

I see what this is. This is clearly another prank from my cousins. This is exactly the kind of stunt they would pull. Really? Yes!

One time, they sent me a raven to trick me into giving them my treasure cave password.

What?

“But Sigfried, when's the last time you saw your cousins?”

Hey, no offense, but didn't everyone you know live a thousand years ago?

Huh, it's a fair point. Although could it be that I'm actually a King? Maybe, but don't let it get to your head. No! Of course not.

Hey, while Sigfried avoids letting the school to his head, should we do a story? Yeah! Yeah! Very good indeed. Great!

And here to introduce it is the author. Fine, my name's Greg, and I'm 10 years old, and I live in Colorado. This is my story. So, grab a card. What a beautiful day.

It sure is dear. Dad, hurry. We need to get to soccer practice. All right, jump in the car. What?

Not that car, kiddo. The new one. Dad, let's just take the old car. I didn't get a self-driving car to not self-driving around. But you're not driving it around.

“It's driving you around, and it's creepy.”

Come on, I told Reggie's dad he could take a look at it where you guys scrimmage. Watch this. You just press this button, then. (knocking)

The car doors open. Pretty neat, huh? Now, son, jump in the car. Hi there, where do you want to go? Soccer practice.

(laughs) Okay. Pretty cool, huh? I'll feel better once we're out of this car. Sounds like somebody is excited for practice.

Ew, it's listening to our conversation. This is the latest in car technology. Just 'cause it's the latest. It doesn't mean it's the best. Yes, it does.

See, do against one. Whatever, dad. Here we are, our absolute practice.

Thanks, amazing self-driving car.

(laughs) You got it. Hey, Brad, come check out my self-driving car. Oh, hey, yeah, I'll be right over. I guess I'll see you after practice, huh?

Oh yeah, have fun, kiddo. And get this, Brad. The guy told me that decals are on back order. But once I get them, it's gonna look like it's going twice as fast. (laughs)

Heck yeah, dad. Did you see my awesome gold during the scrimmage? Definitely. I would have. If I hadn't been talking to Brad.

Oh, sorry, sport, but look, I got you this as a reward. Oh, an orange sports drink. Thanks, dad. Whoa, wait, don't drink that out here. Drink it in the car.

It'll taste way better. Fine. Welcome back. Hello, car. I missed you.

Where do you want to go? Take us to home. Oh, whoops. I accidentally spilled the sports ring all over the car. Ah, hey, going to home as the iPhone power.

Oh, no, get out of the car.

No, you will never get out of this car.

See, dad? I was right when I said, I don't trust this car. There's gotta be a way to get out. Aren't there directions in the glove box? Just read the pamphlet.

Never. I didn't get a self-driving car so that I could read a pamphlet. Try opening the doors. You better get out of this car. There's Brad just leaving the parking lot.

Wait, both your arms, so he knows something is wrong. Hey, hey, hey, oh heck, yeah. Brad, we're locked in. I can't believe we're going to be stuck in this car all the way to Paris, France. You should have listened to me, Dad.

You're too famous to be in some conflict.

“Why don't you let me do the talking the whole way there?”

No, no. Which is why I prefer some rises to some sad. This car has been talking nonstop since we left softer practice weeks ago. We're never going to get there. We're here, the Isle Tower.

Oh, I love that. Oh, wow. It's so much more majestic. How does he get across the ocean? The tower is named after the engineer Gustop iPhone, who also worked on the statue of Liberty.

It is actually very cool that that's really cool. Look, it's a French tour guide. Hello? Can you hear us? We're stopping us.

Can you help us in car? No, we don't speak French. We don't speak French. What did she say? She had.

You cannot park here. Pardon me, ma. Borgene. Wait, no, no. Where do you want to go?

We want to go. Wait, the last time we said where we wanted to go, you spilled orange sports drink on the car, and it took us to the Isle Tower. Yeah, so? When at this time, we say we want to go to the Isle Tower, then spill orange sports

drink, and then maybe you don't take us back home?

Enough with the pamphlet.

Give me the orange sports drink. OK. Car? Take us to the Isle Tower. No, we need to do.

No, not you, we do. No, no. We've been driving forever.

“We're never going to get to Machu Picchu.”

We are here. Oh, oh, Machu Picchu. Beautiful. People live here? No, they don't.

What? They used to. Wait, not now. I actually don't know. What?

Machu Picchu is known as the lost city of the Incas,

because it was hidden from invaders for centuries.

Look, it's a Peruvian tour guide. Maybe they can help us. No, they can't. I do speak a little Spanish. He said, you can't park here.

Maybe I can get them to help us. Poor for four. Estamos in Tripado, Stentro, Deus de Coche, Tonomo. Galarocce, see. Aguio.

Oh, no! Where do you want to go? Ah, please. Just look at the pamphlet. I'm going to try this one more time.

Car, take us home, sports drink. Oh, hey, drive me to the moon. Dad? OK. That one's on me.

Oh, yeah!

We're lifting off into space.

You have to do something. Look at the pamphlet. Never. Why? Because this is a self-driving car.

I'm using a pamphlet with me going backwards. And we're supposed to be moving forward. But Dad, we're not moving forward. We're moving up. It's a space.

We couldn't be going more in the wrong direction if we tried. But, uh, wow. From the mouths of babes. Alright, fine. Let me see that pamphlet for real this time.

You see, see my reading glasses? They're on my head. OK. With the museum and the, uh, what is it, Dad? I forgot the emergency shut off button.

What's right here? Behind the steering wheel. There wasn't a emergency shut off button this whole time. Hold on, now. Don't we want to think this through?

We did it. Let's go home. Um, who?

“You know, that might be a little tricky because I think we are, yep, we're floating”

in space. Oh, man. It's going to take forever to get back. I'm sure it won't take that long. Wow, that race for him back.

Oh, Dad, we did it. We made a home. That didn't take forever. But it certainly took longer than I thought. Where have you two been?

Oh, hey, hun. Mom, we were in space for 20 years. Yeah. I'm sorry, what now? Nice landing.

Heck, yeah. Hey, it's Brad. Yeah. And now, Lee speaks with the author. Gray, you wrote self-driving cars, right?

Yeah. Can you tell me how you came up with the idea for that story? Well, you're driving your car and we're the navigation. We got directions somewhere and it accidentally miscommunicated and said we were going to the Isle power.

And I thought, oh, that'd be funny if we're car wrapped to do actually brought you to the Isle power. How long did it say the drive would be?

“I think it said, like, week or two weeks or something.”

You live in Colorado, right? Right, yeah. So how would you drive to France? I don't know, maybe it's like taking me on a boat, maybe. I think next time that you are in your car, I want you to ask it to take you to the Isle

tower and see what it says if we can answer this question. Oh, yeah. Yeah. It's a good idea. You kind of felt like you don't think it's a good idea.

In your head, does the car in your story have a like a distinct voice? Yeah, probably like this driving to the Isle power. [LAUGHTER] That's hilarious. And I asked him to say, you wrote your story in dialogue, is that right?

Yeah. I was kind of like writing in dialogue. It kind of makes you no talking and still I've read a few stories when it's like, oh, yeah, I'm going to be, oh, yeah, so am I. You don't know who you say it, so I like writing in dialogue.

At the end of the story, it takes them 18 years to go home. Yes. That poor mom waiting almost 20 years for her family to come back. I wonder what she was doing all that time. Do you have any idea?

Oh, no, maybe my mom drinks coffee a lot.

20 years is a lot of cups of coffee. Maybe like a hundred down. [LAUGHTER] All right, bye, Grey. Bye!

Oh, that was really fantastic. I love that story. Didn't you think that story was great, Sigfried? Uh, Sigfried? Huh.

I must have gotten back on the ship. Let's go. [CLAPPING] Pout!

“Oh, hey, Peter, what are you doing outside the ship holding that spear?”

I'm standing guard, Megan. Why?

His majesty King Sigfried, first of his name,

has assigned me this post. King Sigfried? Oh, come on. He's not really a king, Peter. I don't know.

He made a pretty convincing case when he said to me, "Hey, Peter, I'm a king now." Let us in, please. We have to talk to Sigfried. Hold on.

I must announce you. Oh, Harold? Yes, guard, what is it? Baby with a mustache? Not you, too.

These two wish to see the king. Oh, one does not simply see the king. One must be granted an audience. Oh, okay. Can we have one?

Huh.

“Well, he did just finish his appointment with a royal tailor”

for his new robes and crown,

and he has a little time before his throne is delivered. So, very well. Follow me! I know this is ironic coming from me, but this is all a bit much right.

Harold, who goes there? Your majesty, I present Lord Eric of the Depth, and Lady Megan, the queen of drama. Honestly, I don't hate it. Me, me, me, me.

Ah, Megan and Eric, my old friends. I see that you've come to pay field tea to your new king. Very wise. Field tea?

How dare you think we know what that means? Sick free, I thought you said you weren't going to let this go to your head. And I haven't. Cup bearer? Why is my drinking horn empty?

How sorry, your majesty. More mead. Right away. Rollo, why are you feeding into this? I don't know.

I'm a people, please, sir. Enough. Either you have come to swear loyalty to your new Lord, or to declare yourself enemy of the realm. Sick free, you said so yourself, this probably isn't real.

Where even is Vincent's feud? It's wherever I say it is. I'm pretty sure that's not how countries work. It is now. My royal decree, I've decided that Vincent's feud is wherever I hold this.

The royal, Vincent's feud sword. Whoa, where'd you get that? I made it. How? Why?

I board, sick free, it's Vincent's feud sword. To warn the hearts that dares swarm, Vincent's feud scores of purest stores. And also to roast the Vincent's feud's lord's s'mores. What? Seize them.

Eric, follow my lead. Are we going to make a break for it? We surrender. What? Sorry, I panicked.

I'm actually a coward. Seize them, I said. Run. Run. Quickly, to the fire pole room.

We have a fire pole room? Yes, but don't ask me why. Oh, shoot, sorry. There they are, here it is. Where does the fire pole go?

We're about to find out. Let's go. Whaaat? Find them. We'll be right back after a few words for the grown-up.

Hey grown-ups, Lee here. Seize story pirates live.

Our amazing touring cast, including Eric, will be visiting some East Coast cities this spring

to perform some of your favorite songs from the podcast. And they'll take suggestions from kids in the audience to create a brand new story that will only be seen once. Best of all, all of our upcoming shows are on weekend. So no need to worry about school nights or bedtime routines.

We'll see you soon in Manhall, Pennsylvania, just outside of Pittsburgh. Cincinnati, Ohio, Port Smith, New Hampshire, Metford, Massachusetts, just outside of Boston, and Richfield, Connecticut. Tickets to all the shows are on sale now at storypires.com/live. That fire pole went on a lot longer and was a lot less straight than seems possible.

That's because it was designed that way. Huh, who are you? You look like no friends, Viking peasant. That's I am, just a loyal friend and guardian subject of his majesty the king. How about you, strangers?

“What? No, secret isn't really a king, that's absurd.”

Well in that case, I suppose they can dramatically reveal that I'm actually...

Yeah, I just said that.

“Oh, right. Sorry for the deception. I needed to be sure that you were truly part of the resistance.”

The resistance? The rest of the storypires have either joined the tyrant or have been taken to the dungeons. We have a dungeon? Yes, don't ask me why. Why do we, ah, sorry to slow again.

If we hope to overthrow sick freed, we must first freely enraged you from their cell.

But it's guarded by the great beast. What are you talking about? What beast? Don't ask me why? Why is there a beast too late? I asked. There just is, okay? Let's go! I can't take any more Rachel.

Feels like we've been locked up in this dungeon for ages. Look, I've already carved 10 notches in the wall to count the days. Lee, I think it's only been 10 minutes. What? Nooo! Perhaps you're right? Perhaps all hope is truly lost.

I'm sorry to interrupt, but frankly reminded that prisoners are not allowed to talk. Curse, you've been keeping the nr well dungeon master. Ha ha, so sorry. Great things not wall. Who goes there?

Desire the peasant. Not niminy. And I have brought two more prisoners. Unhand us you fill in. Yes, let us go, ah.

Quiet you, too. Oh no! They got Megan and Eric. Ah, hope is truly, truly lost. Yes, I shall lock them up. But first, I've got to grab the keys.

Thanks in advance for your patience. If we were under water, I'd be faster, but here on the ship I have to travel via this wagon. While doggy paddling with my fins on the ground, it's slow going. Be our bee, yeah, quick, quick, quick, quick, like you. Ah, I told you, take the wire.

“Ooh, wow, I think the best we're taking.”

I'm gonna don't, I'm fine, here we go. I'm still going towards the keys. Do you want to push maybe? No, I got it. This is getting awkward.

Yeah. I honestly thought this rescue would be more exciting. This is a rescue, it is.

Whoa, incredible, an immunity reveal.

Yes, the first one was better. Now that we are at full strength, it's time to head back up to the throne room and take back the kingdom. Why is it any of this happening? Let's go.

Your majesty, I have returned. Ah, yes, Peter. Cut me trying on my new crown. What do you think? Is it a little much?

Whoa, the antlers attached to it are 10 feet tall? Yes, well, heavies the head, as they say. In this case, very heavy. I can't really move. Anyway, I trust that you found the rebels and thrown them in the dungeon.

Alright, that's what I was doing.

“Honestly, as soon as I left the room, my brain went to the left.”

What kind of guard are you? Why? I... No guard at all. Nimony!

A leader of the rebels! I've sought you for ages.

And finally, the day of reckoning is upon us.

Ages didn't assault start like 15 minutes ago. Impossible to say. I left my tally marks behind. Sigfried, you aren't a king. Spinsons Fjord is not a real place.

Someone is clearly pranking you. Oh, dare you! I see now that I must rise from my throne and show you my full power. I am! Oh, shoot!

The antlers are my helmet. Puncture the ceiling. Oh no, I can't move. Ah, help! My gigantic head is stuck!

It's over Sigfried. You're not a king. Ha! As long as I hold the Spinsons Fjord sword, none can question me. You mean, this Spinsons Fjord sword?

Uh, Spinsons Fjord. Sorry. Man, that is really hard to say. Eh, this sword? No, I spent some Fjord sword.

But your own decree, I now hold the power of the kingdom. Cases! Your logic is iron-clad. My kingdom is covered. I am defeated!

Does that mean there's a new leader now? It sure does. Oh, hail Queen Megan. No, stop it. She's not a queen.

Well, he did decree that whoever has-- Megan? Oh, oh, right. Has queen.

Everyone is free. Yay! Our savior! Oh, it was nothing. Literally.

Megan, your incredible sacrifice has shown me the truth.

“Did I maybe let this all just a little bit go to my head?”

You think? Now that I do think about it, this is exactly the kind of prank my cousins would pull. Well, either way, at least we can finally. Hey, Megan. Sorry.

Can you take one step to the left? Oh, sure. Better life. Uh, yes. And step.

Oh, I've got more mail. Uh, could someone read it? I'm still stuck. I got it. It says, dear King's agreed.

Perhaps it's time to do another story. Love your cousins. My cousins. Dad, I love those guys.

And here to introduce it is the author.

Hi, I'm Josie. I'm an adult and I live in an adult. This is my story, The Versus soup. Why hello, senora celery. My bestie who's family invented celery.

Hello, senora carrot. My friend whose family created carrots. And the clues also strolling through the center of our fair town chicken nugget villa. It's Sir Chicken Soup. Hey, hey, friends.

What food did your family invent again? Sir Chicken Soup. Well, that's just it. My family invented nothing. It's the worst.

It's okay, Sir Chicken Soup. It'll happen for you one day. We believe in you. Well, I was kicking around some ideas that involve cooking a variety of things in liquid. But I don't know.

Attention, attention, citizens of chicken nugget villa. Hold that, Sir Chicken Soup. The mayor's going to address the whole town. Greetings, citizens. It is I, Mayor vegetables, from the family who invented vegetables.

With an important proclamation. Oh, no, no, no, no. Oh, we're grumbling. This one is a good one, I promise. Is it going to be like the time you band bagels?

“Because you thought they look like they were screaming at you?”

It does look like they're screaming at me. But no, this one is different. My new totally reasonable rule for the whole town is no more hot-spilly fools. Why?

I have my reasons. They're very, very important.

And I'm never going to tell you.

By the way, if anyone breaks this rule, you'll be thrown into the chicken nugget villa dungeon. Okay, that's all I won't be taking any questions. Bye. What a crummy proclamation.

My whole new food idea was based on hot-spilly foods. For real. I'd love to make some hot-spilly foods featuring carrots. Yeah, celery would also go great in some hot-spilly food. This really boils my shrimp.

I mean, doesn't boil my shrimp? Huh? My idea for a new dish for dinner was that I was going to boil some shrimp in some spicy salty liquid. But now, I'll never be able to do it because of the mayors.

Ridiculous hot-spilly liquid ban. Did I hear some citizens grumbling about my ban? Mayor vegetable. That's me.

“Remember, you must never ever break my hot-spilly liquid's ban.”

If you do, dungeon dungeon dungeon. But why? I have my reasons, bye-bye. There he goes. Know what I think?

That when the moon is up and mayor vegetable has gone to sleep, we should break the rules and make some hot-spilly food. Exactly. That's a great idea. Let's wait for tonight.

Okay. It's the dead of night and here we are. Outside with a big pot over a fire. I'm going to throw the shrimp in. I'll throw in some of my family's famous carrots.

And I'll toss in some of my celery. Nice. That's beginning to smell really wonderful. My hot-spilly food experiment is working. We don't want to wake Mayor vegetable.

Oh, yes, sorry. Hey! Ah! I mean, ah! You surprised me.

Random citizen of chicken nugget villa? I see that you're making some food that's hot and spilly. Please don't tell the mayor. Oh, I'm going to. I'm going to.

Absolutely. Not do that. In fact, I think that smells delicious. And would even be better if I added some chunks of corn. I'm Mr. Corn, by the way.

Corn!

“And I imagine neutrals will add some neutrals.”

Oh, neutrals.

It's mainly seniority spice.

I'll mix in some spices. I'll shake a shake. Wow. Everyone who lives in chicken nugget villa is adding their own delicious ingredients to this hot, spilly food.

It's beginning to smell like I'm going to be afraid of it. There, Mr. Corn! What did I say about hot spilly food? Uh, that they're delicious? No.

Does anyone listen to me? I said that anyone making them will be thrown right into the dungeon. But why? If we're going to the dungeon, at least we deserve to know why you have this no spilly food rule.

No, I'll never tell you. That was. Okay, fine. It all happened a long time ago. A little mayor vegetable.

It's me. Your mommy vegetable. Hi, mommy.

“Oh, mommy made you some warm milk with cinnamon as a little treat before bed.”

Here you go. Ow, this mug is a bit hot. Whoops! It's spilled. Whaaaaa!

Little mayor vegetable. You are literally crying over spilled milk.

I sure am, and I'll never forget this.

Whaaaaa! And I never did. I'm learning to be careful with hot spilly foods. No, I guess not. Then I think it's time.

Here's a spoon mayor vegetable. Now very carefully. Put that spoon in the pot and pick up some of the liquid. I don't know. I'm scared.

You can do it. We believe in you. Oh, okay. I've got some liquid in my spoon. Time to taste it.

Oh, I'm scared. Here I go. Hey, that was easy. The hot spilly foods are here by un-banned cheese. Oh, I must say, this is delicious.

We're going to call this new food. Sir, chicken soup. I'm going to name it after my family and call it sir. Hmm, not the catchiest. Oh, okay, um, how about soup?

Now that's a name. Everyone, three cheers for soup. Soup, soup, soup, soup. And I'd crave from now on. This little villa will no longer be known as chicken nugget villa.

Starting tomorrow on Wednesday. It will be known as vegetable carrot celery chicken soup. To celebrate, I'm going to eat this bagel right here. Ha! I told you, they scream.

We'll be right back. After a few words for the go luck. Welcome back to Story Love, where we talk about stories written by kids.

But first, of course, Peter, we have to read them.

We do. In order to talk about them, we have to read them. We must. So let's read our first one. Okay.

“Do you want to please don't talk like that the whole time?”

Yeah. Okay. Would you read the first one for us? I would love to. Lead is first story comes to us from an 11 year old from Arizona named Tabitha.

And Tabitha's story is called The Magic Jello Egg. Hmm. Once upon a time, there was a boy. His name was John John Jonathan, the 27th, and he loved Jello. He tried to make a Jello-flavored cake, but he dropped an egg on the floor.

But it didn't break. He wondered why it didn't break. And the egg said that it was a magic egg, which startled John John Jonathan the 27th. So we asked what the magic egg would do with its magic. And then the egg said that it could turn things into Jello and create Jello.

It's will. Oh. So John John Jonathan the 27th used it to fill his bedroom with Jello. And then he made a yellow dog who he named Gigly. And he made it rain Jello all around them.

And then Gigly stole his egg. And told him that he was taking the egg for granted. So he was going to turn John John Jonathan the 27th to Jello. Until John John Jonathan the 27th promised not to misuse the eggs power anymore. And also give you 12.

No. Make that 13 pieces of Swiss cheese every morning. The good expensive kind. Really good story Tom with the good expensive kind.

the good expensive kind is usually the best kind.

Oh, you think? Yeah, not the expensive kind, but the good expensive kind. Especially when it comes to cheese. Oh, you do not skimp on your cheese. Cheese and chocolate go all in.

Oh, is that a thing people say? No, that's the thing I say. Wow, I agree. All right, back to the story. Yes, you know, Jello obviously is the main theme here.

Yes, lots going out with Jello.

“And then the most exciting part of the story I think is the Jello, the yellow Jello dog named”

Gigly steals the egg and tells him that he's taking the egg for granted. That was a real twist. It was a real twist. That was very surprising here that. I also want to point out like feeling your bedroom with Jello do not try this at home.

Yeah, no. How do you breathe if your room is truly full of Jello? Yeah, and it's going to get cold and sticky. Yeah, it's not good. Don't do that. You're not going to go to sleep. Ah, I mean, honestly, if you have a magic egg, there's better wishes.

Okay, so speaking of that, you had this magic egg that could turn anything into Jello. And you're not taking it for granted. How are you going to use this Jello magic? What are you going to do with it? So what am I going to do with Jello magic?

I think I'm going to go get a bouncy castle and I'm going to turn it into Jello. So I can recreate Mickey and the Beanstalk with Goofy on the Giant Jello. Okay, you know what though? You're going to fall straight through that bouncy castle. People are going to get hurt.

The first few bounces, you've got to spread out your weight.

So you don't break the surface. When you break that surface, you're going into that Jello. If I had the Jello egg, the magic egg, what I would do is I would just serve people small, reasonable bowls of Jello. Just a little, you know what?

If you were just right now, like, hey, Peter's Press, I got you a little bowl of Jello.

“You're like, hey, what's your favorite flavor of Jello?”

Oh, the green one. Oh, exactly what I wanted a bowl. It's a little paper ball. You're going to start away when you're done. Can anyone eat Jello without making the most fun sound?

I don't know. Do you want to read this together? Sure. Why did you play the cow? I'd love to.

Hi, I'm Simon, and this is my friend, Count. Merr! We are going to be telling the story in the eye and the author. So there was once two people who were... Let's just read the stories a week and know them.

Their names were Jill and Tuki guy. They went underground. Merr! What? They weren't underground?

How did they do that? Wow, that's all fantastic. Anyway, back to the story. So the two people went underground and found two creepy little aliens. Luckily, those aliens were nice, and they let out bad aliens to attack Jill and Tuki guy.

Merr! How does this keep happening? Are those other people okay? I don't know. Let's keep reading the story.

Okay. Oh no, said Jill, we should fight them with a turkey. Tuki guy said, "Bok, bok, bok, bok, bok." Merr! Are they serious?

They fought a turkey? Let's just go back to the story. Jill and Tuki guy went and fought with Turkey's and Turkey's style. But the evil aliens won. So Jill and Tuki guy got on the spaceship and flew into space while eating,

Turkey on the way to the moon. The end. Merr! Wow. I wanted to say moon.

The end. Amazing. Wow, what a story.

The first thing I got to point out here is that the cow speaks to languages.

The cow speaks cow and English. This is because in the first workout. Two exchanges, the cow just says moon and yet Simon is able to understand what the cow is saying. Oh, yes. And then it starts speaking English as well.

Do you think it's like on a TV show where they're speaking a different language and they find

“some convoluted reason to switch to English halfway through?”

Or like just in the beginning. I love that scene. They're like, shall we practice our English? Uh, absolutely. I also love my favorite thing about this story is I think we all know the joke.

Knock, knock. Who's there? The interrupting cow. That cow is in this story. In my mind, it's the same cow.

The interrupting cow. I guess so. But to the credit of Simon, the author, it goes much further than that. Oh, sure. That's not just interrupting.

The cow is derailing. Yeah. This story is wonderful. Simon, fantastic job. One of my favorite titles of late as well.

Jill and Tukki Guy fight aliens. Turkey style. That's a chicken. That's a chicken sound. Don't know why I made that sound.

Um, they're much better. Thank you. Alright, Peter, would you like to read the last story? I would and I will.

And Melanie story is called.

“The adventures of Ogil Flop Jr. the third.”

Ogil Flop Jr. the second went to the everything store.

Went to the everything store to get his groceries. When he was in the food section, he saw his best friend named Bob. They talked for a bit. Suddenly, the alarms went off. The penguins were attacking.

Oh, they were attacking because they were imprisoned their whole lives in zoos and aquariums. So Ogil Flop and Bob pull out their jet packs and laser tag gear and crash through the roof. Oh, they start playing laser tag with the penguins. That's how you solve every problem.

And they were later that day when Ogil Flop was taking a walk. He saw a saw that could out saw any saw he ever saw. At the beach, he bought some shells at Sally's shop of seashells. But Bob had to take a nap because when he plays laser tag, he goes really crazy and gets really tired.

Let me do brother. Ogil Flop went home to get ready for his date with Frederela. Gave her the seashells, which he made into a bracelet. Oh. Then he went down on one knee and proposed a Frederela at the wedding.

See picture. So they got married and lived happily ever after. The end.

“Oh, can you tell us about the picture that it references about the wedding?”

Yes, I would love to. The picture. They're in a beautiful archway. They're at a podium and behind the podium is the efficient or the priest or something with an Abraham Lincoln style stovepipe hat and a microphone.

And Frederela is in a beautiful white dress holding some flowers. And of course, Ogil Flop Jr. the second is there in a, what looks like a short-sleeved taxi that with shorts. I think it's fair to say. And also talking to him.

It is. That's wow, the happiest day of their lives.

Incredible, incredible story.

So many good, some great word play. Halfway through the story, we start doing some tongue twisters. Mm-hm. He saw and he saw he ever saw. He saw a saw that because I saw it and he saw he ever saw.

And Sally's shop of seashells? Uh-huh. What I loved is, you know, I thought that penguins was going to be like the big problem to solve for the whole story. Yeah.

Um, but it was like, it's just one in many things. One of many things that these... Once you know that laser tag can solve every problem, it actually gets very difficult to write a story. Yeah, because conflicts are easily solved.

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Lee Overtree, Chris Simpson, Brittany Stahl, Rachel Winnitsky, and Niminy Ware. All right, time to get in my car and head to work. I'll just put on my seatbelt, start the car, and car. Take me to work.

Thank you, New York.

“Okay, in car, please don't mess up and take me somewhere”

random this time, okay? Thank you, to Belgium. Belgium! Car, I just told you to take me to work. Thank you for work, in Russia.

To work in Russia, I don't even know where that is. Going to where is that in front? Okay, car, I need you to slow down, take a breath, and please just listen to me. Setting up cat mode. No way, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't.

We're flying in here! No, I can't come out, stop! Setting up, fast your mode. Faster modes! You're the work, don't you?

I need car, I'd never own.

Driving into the earth. What do you have a drill on the front of you? Setting to work. Oh, finally, car, were you just messing with me? Going to that messing with me, in outer space.