Or S.A.D., for short. Because it’s sad… geddit? Geddit? GEDDIT?
No? Okay. Fine. That’s not even the point. I have no idea what I’m doing here. Why, Jonah, why. Why are you talking to yourself now why
cas: HAPPY SINGLES AWARENESS DAY GUYS
cas: YOU’RE WELCOME
cas: so who’s ready for the candy sales tomorrow
cas: me too
sky: ME THREE!
sky: cause like, me too, me two, me three?
cas: it’s just… not funny
cas: so anyways
cas: this is me
alex: What is you?
cas: this pug
alex: Uh… sure.
zach: I’m pretty sure you’re not a dog.
jonah: Ooh poetry
crea: It’s like an anti-limerick.
jonah: But not as hardcore as some of those anti-limericks
jonah: Like the beard one
crea: You mean this one?
crea: “There was an old man with a beard,
A funny old man with a beard
He had a big beard
A great big old beard
That amusing old man with a beard.”
jonah: It’s hardcore
crea: If you really wanted to make the pug poem into a limerick though…
crea: “She put no stock into Valentine’s, say:
it seemed more work than play;
but she had plans
(made with her own two hands)
for Half-Price Candy Day.”
jonah: But the feet are still a little off
jonah: “She once tried for Valentine’s, say:
it seemed more work than play, okay;
but she had her plans
(made with her own hands)
for that sweet Half-Price Candy Day.”
crea: The stress is kinda off.
crea: “She once tried for Valentine’s Day,
it seemed more work over play, ‘kay;
but had plans did she
(from all of her glee)
for sweet Half-Price Candy, oh yay.”
jonah: Yeah, that works
jonah: Stress is really hard to get right, though
crea: I know, right? I have to Google the word and look at the stress sounds.
jonah: Dude, I should do that more often
jonah: It would help a lot
sky: Are they still talking about poetry?
cas: Let’s get out of here
cas: They’re all neeerrrrdddsss