It is obsessive and nerdy. It is drunk and irresponsible. It is a transparent excuse to crack jokes with some buddies. It is the Stand Up Sit Down Book Club.
You are literary and vain. You are self-indulgent and ignoble. You meet on the last Monday of every month. You are the Stand Up Sit Down Book Club.
Thou art a symbol of anarchic glee. Thou art the divine light of carelessness. Thou art a disgrace to formality. Thou art the Stand Up Sit Down Book Club.
I am a subversion of all that is held in high regard. I am the bane of pretense and posturing. I am whimsy incarnate. I am the Stand Up Sit Down Book Club.
With this invocation, we call to order another meeting of the Stand Up Sit Down Book Club. This month, we honor the original godheads of improvisational…
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