This club is for stoopid peeple. Ifh yoo canth thpel rite dith ith four yoo. Ifh yoo canth puth csapter noombers rite dith ith four yoo. weelcoom al stooooooopid peeple.
Peese beef wif yoo. Remember Esr. With all that's happening in 2020, I'm scared. Sometimes I just want to be anonymous...
Guards! Guards! I those people in cell block B threatened to beat me. When we go out into the yard can I get a truncheon?
WTWTTS when the officers don't give you a truncheon?
Why do so many sodas contain alcohol in their names? Root beer, Ginger ale. Is the soft drinks industry trying to appeal to alcoholics?
WHY IS THERE A DOG ON THE FRONT OF MUGS ROOT BEER?!?!?
Humans are weird...
You are probably aware that this thread is for poetry! Sanderson or otherwise.
Spoilers are fine. Keteks are fine. Free verse is fine.*
Feel free to post your poetry, stupid or not, here:
Also, Sixth hundredth post!