[VOICE] [023]

[the_swampdoc]

[It's rather late at night. After a night out drinking. He hasn't yet had something to help him get sober, when the Castle, in its infinite wisdom, decides that THIS should be the time when he should sing something.]

Pffft, wanted to write somef'n.

Aaaaah~ but now I feel like sing'n, and I j'st know my singings' gun be waaaay waaaaaaaaay off~

[And he sings THIS MUSICAL ATROCITY.]

Ahaha~ see, I knew I'd be way off~

[Aaaand, he closes the journal.]