What do you call a whole bunch of vanillas?

Young and sweet, only seventeen You’re a dancing what?

Oh magical fruit The more you eat The more you toot! Where have you been You fabulous...

It was two in the morning when my eyes stopped on a man who stepped out of a bar in a ..., he was inebriated. His short steps and his sideward rocking movements gave it away in an instant. Then, I walked home, satisfied with my night of studying.

What do you do when ink soaks through a magazine, when the law is on your trail, when your nose won’t stop dripping, and when you want to become mayor?