"Now it's audience participation time," said Madame Illusia.
"Dang! We had a steer wander in here a few minutes ago from those boys' ranch. Why don't we send them back a couple extra for the herd!" shouted a man.
"Oh, Rodeo!" shouted a lady, "Turn the big un into a bull and make the wimpy one into a stud cowboy and have him ride the bull!"
"Or turn the big bro into a calf, and turn lil bro into a cowboy and have him hog-tie, brand and castrate him. Then he can keep the nutsack as snuff bag and a reminder that he's now the only son!" shouted Dick Murphy who used to Date Zeke's girlfriend before she dumped him for Zeke.
"Oh, yeah! Definitely, calf roping!" shouted a young lady on the side.
"Hey, why not turn the wimp boy into the calf!" said one of the muscled young men in the audience, "He said he wanted to be beefier didn't he?"
"Not exactly those words," commented Madame Illusia, "And this isn't quite what I meant by audience par-"
"I know have the wimpy guy describe his dream lover and change big bro into that, and then turn little bro into the tall muscle god he wants to be!" shouted a nerd in the side.
"Turn them into each other! See how big bro feels being little bro, and see how little bro likes being the big bro?" suggested Judge Wilma Parker.
"Nah, I wanna see rodeo!"
"Well, maybe she should turn you into a rodeo clown, Roy!" said his wife.
"Hm," said Madame Illsuia, "As I was saying, this is not what I meant by audience participation! Now, if you will let me finish, all these ideas have merit, Including the Rodeo Clown one!" Roy slunk down in his chair, he had a bad feeling about this, "But as I was saying, I was going to ask you to take out the dry erase cards under your chairs and write on them with marking pen the changes you want to make. I would ask a question, and you would hold up your cards in answer,"