My cookie dough says that they are lonely without all their little sushis. All their little sushis are busy. But there is one eel sushi who is always free. One eel sushi always says, “Cookie dough is uber fun! Hanging out would be sweet.” What does cookie dough do? “Ew… I don’t wanna hang out with eel sushi-who-is-not-my-sushi. IGNORE!!!” And then eel sushi’s heart is broken, because cookie dough does not realize how a little soy sauce could go a long way for eel sushi, but eel sushi would prefer wasabi from cookie dough. And cookie dough will never know how eel sushi yearns for wasabi. Oh, God, WASABI!!!!! AACK. Poor little eel sushi, the suhsi says, but self pity is not good for soy sauce. Self pity makes sushis run away. But what does it matter? Eel sushi is the only sushi left on the plate. All the other sushis have gone and eel sushi is all alone. Who will be there to catch the pieces of a broken heart? Who will be there to make eel sushi laugh? Eel sushi wishes cookie dough, but cookie dough wishes for something else. Stupid wasabi.

Hahahaha Sammy, you’re kRaYzEe aWeSoMe!