For years I've studied feminine beauty and glamour… and now I've distilled it all into one chemical formula! A single sip can transform any plain, ordinary woman into a perfect duplicate of Marilyn Monroe, the most iconic beauty who ever lived. Time to celebrate with that champagne I've been saving.
Oooh... this stuff is simply divine! So sparkly... it tickles my nose!
My formula is gonna make me so rich, I'll be able to buy a big fancy mansion, and maybe a real nice fur coat, and oodles of diamonds and pearls, and...
Wait a minute... Oh, golly! I must’ve grabbed the wrong bottle! That wasn’t the champagne, that was my formula prototype thingie! And... I guess it works on boys, too!
Okay, don’t panic. I just need to make the antidote before the transformation becomes permanent. It’s simple. I’m a real brilliant scientist guy, and I can fix this mess.
Except... my head feels kinda fuzzy, and I think I forgot how all that science stuff works. I don't just look like a ditzy blonde bombshell... I think I'm thinking like one too!
Aw, gosh darn it. How come I always get the fuzzy end of the lollipop?