Eight Smuppets; Backdated to Friday

[plushaeusrumpified]

[OOC: Submit Homework Here]

Alright listen up, sproglets. And I mean that in the most loving way possible, so calm yourselves. ML starts Monday and before we dive headfirst into the fucking ins and outs of squeaking like a Mermaid and making orgasmic Troll noises, I need to see how you all can handle the English language.

Look up. First thing you see, write a rap about it. Six inches long, due Monday. If you're late, I'm kicking you out of my class. No exceptions, no second chances.

[Filtered to Dirk and Dave]

sup.
hows class goin.
you kids stayin outta trouble and shit?
gimme all the deets.
aint nobody given you any trouble are they?

also i may or may not have to talk to you guys about a thing one of these days but.
no rush.
but yeah ^ see above answer the questions all that jazz.

[Filtered to Vriska]

Hey. How's shit going? I haven't heard much out of you in a few weeks and just thought I'd check in.

Comments

[cantstarvethisfire]

That's why you're the teacher.

[plushaeusrumpified]

So what, you one of those types who get all freaked out at public speaking? Because you need to get over that.

[cantstarvethisfire]

I can speak in front of people just fine.

[plushaeusrumpified]

Then what's the problem?

[cantstarvethisfire]

I don't sing in public.

[plushaeusrumpified]

Wow, you have a really weird idea of what rapping is. It's not singing. Why the hell do you think it's such mood whiplash when you've got Eminem rapping about shit and then suddenly Rihanna's all up in the kool-aid?

Two totally different art forms.

[cantstarvethisfire]

I'll hand it in, but I'm not performing so dock the marks.