[Positives of Singsong: less of the friendship is magic horsecrap. Less of the blinding Lisa Frank aesthetic. Less being a freaking horse. Actually having...hair? Wait. Something's still a little off, but he'll take it. And it's just so nice to not have a giant muzzle that he's okay with leaving the old wrestling mask off for a while.
Negatives of Singsong: just about everything else. Is he gonna listen to anybody telling him to hug it out? Heck no at all. He's just gonna stomp on through, hands shoved in his Taranchula jacket, but he almost trips over some idiot not looking where he's going. He throws his hands up to push him away, too blinded by irritation to recognize Marty.]
Are you out of your mind? Look, you wanna go waltz into traffic, try that way.
[Shove. Hey, that's technically physical contact, right? Strong Bad is feeling smug. That's how he gets by, thinking it's enough.]
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Negatives of Singsong: just about everything else. Is he gonna listen to anybody telling him to hug it out? Heck no at all. He's just gonna stomp on through, hands shoved in his Taranchula jacket, but he almost trips over some idiot not looking where he's going. He throws his hands up to push him away, too blinded by irritation to recognize Marty.]
Are you out of your mind? Look, you wanna go waltz into traffic, try that way.
[Shove. Hey, that's technically physical contact, right? Strong Bad is feeling smug. That's how he gets by, thinking it's enough.]