"my head keeps tilting on its own" mummered liam. "then put your hand on it dear" chirped the photographer. 

what the hell wud happen if u didnt hold ur bonce upright liam? imagine it would simply roll off out of the room with ur eyes l glowing as u come up with another great idea about how make a perspex ttext work about fucking cats ina turn of the century textile fgacotry in munich u wordy  nonce.