I didn't think I'd live to see the day that the sight of a dog was depressing. Just.... pet yourself or something, and let's go back to the usual fa- oh. Well.
Well this isn't good at all. I was going to write a nice little poem, and now I'm going on about the wacky adventures of the hobo Knot and his long lost brother Troy Baker™. Expect something actually inspirational in about 3-4 business weeks.