As per the usual fear inducing trials, you were sent into a room by your lonesome, with two judges facing you, and expected to perform to the best of your capabilities, regardless of the amount of fear penetrating you. I had to make my own theme-song.
The whole thing was a blur, with most of the beginning a narcissistic, shame-less production towards myself (what can I say, I am that awesome) with the only other major part including the words "beef jerkey".
To my great delight, I made the team, which makes me very happy. If you were here, Nathaniel, you should've tried out as well.
In other, English-related news, I just passed in my book report on "fahrenheit 451" by Ray Bradbury. It's a work of pure genius, and I would suggest reading it.
2 comments:
You know me so well. I would have tried out, and failed. Good times.
... what be this "improv" you speak of?
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