For Bastard Poetry

[Pickle Girl Fanboy]

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[Bastard Poetry]

I must have this.

I must build this.

Fuck classes.

I'm building this.

[Pickle Girl Fanboy]

Don't forget your mustache when you go flying off in your heliunicycle.

[Bastard Poetry]

I would ride it to my morning classes, wearing a top hat and my most dapper of dapper vests and ties (the black vest nicely compliments my blue Moby Dick tie, or I could wear the gold vest, without a tie, over dark-wash jeans), park it somewhere floral and fragrant, announce my entrance into the classroom with an exclamatory "Cheerio!" and an inquisitive "How art thou, gangster?"; perhaps proclaim that certain aspects of certain nearby subjects of varying conversational happenstances are, I daresay, the Shizz in many regards, and whenever the professor professes an interpretation of a literary passage in a manner most uncharacteristically disagreeable with my own, particularly astute countenance, I shall admonish, "Poppycock! I proclaim thee portentous and ill-thriven, you silly, silly woman; Clearly, I must say without preamble, to my fellow fellows and lady fellows and fellow lady fellows fellows of this assembly that, most assuredly, Uncle Tom is as of yet an uncle regardless of the having or the have-not'ing of a cabin, or in essence, in possession of general cabinness, or the lack thereof--wherewith, withwhich, witchcraft, craftwork, work-when work-how work-where and, ultimately, wherefore, such is how you would have me accept this rabble and quid, with enterprise and seeming candor, Your Dutiful Honor. Well I shan't! I just shan't! And I'll entertain any and all to a bout of fisticuffs if they say o'erwise! Whom among you is prepared to LOSE THE GAME?" Then I'd lean back in a comfortable repose and light my pipe (black Cavendish), with a suspicious eye sweeping to and fro across the lot of 'em.

All of my dialogue for the day will follow suit, in keeping with the air of pretentious foppishness without actually saying anything coherent.

I think a mustache is absolutely necessary. Thank you, PGF. And I'm definitely going with the Moby Dick tie; it's the cleanest and non-wrinkliest of them!