I am a joyous person. l leap with joy. I radiate joy. I smell like joy. People come up to me on the street and say, Sir, your personality is effervescent. How do you do it? You are so bubbly, sir. You are sparkling, they say. Your teeth are sparkling. Your skin is sparkling. Your personality is sparkling. If only I could bottle your ecstasy and then spritz it on me when I'm not feeling well. If only I could do that, we could make millions together. Isn't that sad, that we can't do that? I would be sad but your joy is so overpowering, it's impossible to be sad. That's what people say to me on the street.