I have in my possession a weapon of untold power. People have been known to run screaming at the sight. They have cowered in utter wanton terror.
What is this mighty weapon?
I hesitate to divulge the truth, but alas the weapon has taken on a life of its own. It is best if the world know of its existence. The weapon: Miss Drama on a sugar high.
You laugh? Do not mock the ear slitting screeches of a hyperactive seven year old fueled on illicit sugar. She can break the sound barrier and wreak chaos in seconds.
You are forewarned.