The Cute Baby Picked up the Cross Talk Parrot and I Became the Funny Boss

My five-year-old son picked up a greasy parrot and forced him to practice cross talk. He also said that the whole world would laugh when my hair turned rainbow colors. It wasn't until the company's annual meeting when my competitors were paralyzed by my flash of a rainbow that I realized that my inherited status as the boss might have to be consolidated through comedy.