Imagine Jonathan saying “Mini Mini Mini” in the highest possible man-voice that then lead into an ever-repeating take-the-stage rendition of A Whole New World (in a British accent by the way). I could never live alone again, or with a boring person. But, seeing that being alone in generally boring, I think it’s safe to say that I couldn’t live alone. I’m too used to the nonsense. Jonathan’s sound effects have now changed to an electric guitar complete with a run of notes to the top of somewhere high. He makes me laugh more than my own thoughts and he’s not aware of it half the time. I love it.