Scale Shake
I hopped out of the laundry basket and marched straight onto the kitchen counter to test my official rockstar stats! Right beside the fruit bowl sat a retro mint-green mechanical kitchen scale with a polished steel tray. I hauled myself over the rim and landed both boots dead center. Squeak! The platform dipped, and the bright red needle whipped across the circular dial! I gave a little bounce on my heels, watching the dial flick frantically back and forth between two and three ounces. A stray rolled oat rattled under my left boot, tapping out a perfect counter-beat against the metal!

