I was really pretty and funny right? And there was this angelic glow surrounding me like kind powers from the heavens. And I had a sword. The sword of justice...and there was really good music...and fire would shoot out of my glowing, blue eyes....but not at him, at the evil monkeys that we're trying to kidnap him....and I would shoot the laser beams of fire out of my eyes and the monkeys would *poof* incinerate. After the battle was done, I would just fly around serenely in the sky flapping my amazingly soft, snowy white wings basking in my own coolness listening to the awesome techno music coming out of the blue sky and big, puffy white clouds.
It was like that right?
I've heard that putting cheerios in the toilet as targets is a fun game for boy potty training. I can't help with the number of shakes, sorry.