“All right, everyone form a line, we’re about to set off!” Ferret told his troop. “Singing is highly encouraged.”
Ferret, the new drama teacher, watched the students rehearsal for the umpteenth time before finally snapping. “Cut! This is supposed to be a romantic moment. Slow down and say your lines, you bucktooth buffoon, quit spitting them. You’re pitching woo not water balloons!”
Over hill, over dale as we hit the dusty trail and the Ferrets keep rolling along.