- posted: November 13 @ 8:01am
They would get together as often as they could, practicing the musical they had written several years ago. They would spend an unspecified time singing and practicing the dance moves.
Sing with me! Sing a song!
Meow meow meow roar meow roar!
Later, they would grab a beer at the local brewhouse, dreaming of the day they would be picked up by Broadway or Main St. or any number of other random streets in the town.
Several beers in, they would decide on the name of the musical: The Great Dance in the Sky Forever Cakes.