≈ 021
A dream... It was all just a dream... Kind of thing...
W-well, good! I didn't enjoy it at all! It wasn't like a dream come true or anything! It's not like I was really happy! Bloody hell, this- this place is shit, that was fucking out of line! Gross! Think I might spew, that was fucking sick!
Why'd it have ta be the sheepshagger... Anyone would've been better than that...
[And now, action for anyone that wants it! Anyone that happens to be walking by 750 Partridge Drive will probably see Australia examining the grand piano he got in the mail and looking incredibly depressed. After glancing around, he sits down in front of it. Does he actually know how to play? Is he like Austria, working out his grief through the symphonies of Beethoven? ... After a few moments spent staring at the keys, Australia starts to play... Chopsticks.]
W-well, good! I didn't enjoy it at all! It wasn't like a dream come true or anything! It's not like I was really happy! Bloody hell, this- this place is shit, that was fucking out of line! Gross! Think I might spew, that was fucking sick!
Why'd it have ta be the sheepshagger... Anyone would've been better than that...
[And now, action for anyone that wants it! Anyone that happens to be walking by 750 Partridge Drive will probably see Australia examining the grand piano he got in the mail and looking incredibly depressed. After glancing around, he sits down in front of it. Does he actually know how to play? Is he like Austria, working out his grief through the symphonies of Beethoven? ... After a few moments spent staring at the keys, Australia starts to play... Chopsticks.]