Monkey Boy had a serious case of nerves before the talent show started. I promised cars, ice cream and any other bribe I could think of, which I had no intention of ever making good on. I believe as a mother, I have the right to do that. It’s in the handbook I wrote myself, right after the chapter on “Supreme Allied Commander.”
In the end, he took the stage with his buddies. They were, well, four white boys doing a talent show act. Expectations were not particularly high. As a totally biased source, I proclaim them super cute.