I noticed that one of my friends had befriended someone named Ken Chong. I felt a resonance with these sounds. Something deep within me began to shift. I soon realized that I had inadvertently stumbled upon a combination of power-words. I felt refreshed, rejuvenated. I began to kick hindquarters in the video game I was playing as I unleashed my inner Ken Chong. Soon, I was talking to myself. ‘I am so Ken Chong, right now, that Ken Chong himself would have to Ken Chong me.’ I couldn’t believe it. It was so obvious, so provocative. It had been there my whole life, undiscovered. A two-word key to absolute excellence. It was as if the Ken actually set up the Chong, which was clearly the sound of unopposed triumph in all possible domains. I won’t fill you in on all the sordid details, other than to point out that under certain circumstances I may become self-entertaining.