It's music for me...
I'm pretty dumb, generally... but I happen to think I am like, brilliant at music. If thars any injustice in this world, it's that I couldn't turn music into 9-5.
Har...
Okay....
1st year college, this great sculpture professor assigns us a project. Due next week.
"Come into class and exhibit something you are good at."
It was weird... kinda like the Miss America pageant. Some chick literally brought in a typewriter and typed, I dunno, 60 words a minute.
This asian kid started skipping rope....
Then it came to this weird dude in our class... He was real silent, but I always thought he was cool.
He reached into his jacket and pulled out an egg.
It was one of those goofy looking jeweled-up type eggs like you'd imagine James Bond hunting down.
The prof's face went white; "Where did you get that?!"
The kid just smiled.
The Prof went whiter....
Turns out.... The kid broke into the prof's home while he and his wife were sleeping, and stole the thing off their dresser.
What was his talent?
"I'm a thief."