- All right, happy to be very early; new nomination; hmmm, let's think what to write -
- Early? No almost late! Let's go come on!
- What - What are you talking about? The nomination has just been made! I need time to think!
- Time?? No! Let's do it now! Let's go go go! Jump to post now!
- Wait - WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? Master filcat, why are you doing this to me? First one was always condescending, the other was a bong-smoking chill-bro bum, now this jumping-energetic-crazy one? I asked for a clear-headed one for the mini-dialogues! Please!
- I'm already writing the post! Come On!
- HEY WAIT! Wait for me you maniac!
<Six beautiful ladies enter the stage; three front, three back vocals>
Freeze,
it’s @ThaHoward
Put your hands
on the keyboard and give all
your congrat’s!
This is the story of
ThaHoward the
WritAAR of the week from old
AARland town
Who was the WritAAR of the week
Who was the WritAAR of the week
They got the hearts of all
All all all the hearts of all
Who was the WritAAR of the week
Oh AAR was really tough
It entered the HoI4 flat
It wasn't old enough
Who wrote those words along
'Cause they were mean and strong
Tha tha tha tha
ThaHoward
This week’s chosen writAAR
Tha tha tha tha
ThaHoward
Gets congrat’s for those AARs
Tha tha tha tha
ThaHoward
AARland never could lie
Tha tha tha tha
ThaHoward
Knew how to write [*]
[*] Appropriated butchered massacred from Ma Baker of the album Love for Sale by Boney M. (1977).