When I was way into theatre I did a theatrical performance about puns.
It was a play on words.
Self portraits are a great form of selfie-expression.
Darryl took out the boomerang from his backpack. The aim plugin in his skull showed him the trayectory: the boomerang would land in the pool in the 30th floor of the building, a couple kms north. Jeoffrey was waiting.
As the boomerang left Darryl's hand, he grinned; perfect throw. A minute later, the boomerang returned with the infochips.
A few more exchanges, and he'd finally be able to leave the slums.
@moiety Oh god. It took me a while.
@moiety I have half a script written up for my school that I gave up on, called Word Play, with this concept.
The students, whose first language is not English, would not have enjoyed the show much. That's why I gave it up.
A dyslexic enby walks into a bra.