Here's what Bri responded with:
|It's good to know I'm an impact on these young people.|
"The underbrush rustled as something prowled through it, disturbing the peaceful scene laid out before the beautiful punk princess. The birds and woodland creatures flew in haste from the being approaching, too frightened of what was coming to stick around. The curtain of forestry seemed to part, making way for a Smithey. A Smithey was a rare creature with deep blue eyes that were large and luminous and a screeching wail that sounded like a Weezer song gone wrong. Elongated claws stretched out of hands and feet and looked like they were used for piercing through the hearts of students and feasting upon them; for a Smithey has no heart of its own. After obtaining a bachelor's degree and signing themselves away to a lifetime of servitude, they devil stole it and turned it into this unholy creature of awesome proportions. This was the princess's talking magical pet."
The accuracy is uncanny. My talons are totally long and affixed with red-inked pens.
I'll have to scan the pic that Bri drew of my doppelganger, Ms. Mithey. (She's the fat one.)
PS. What do you other former students think of me? Or maybe I should stop while I'm ahead. I mean, really, who can top Bri's description?