A Piece of Shep

<lisa[1]> it was a very slow day in irc, the day that shep decided he couldn't take it anymore. he turned in his resignation. no longer would he be the substitute geography teacher, getting hit on by students ten years younder than him. no, he decided irc was his next big venture, and he'd teach history to whoever wandered into his personalized room.
<lisa[1]> unfortunately, no one ever entered the room, and as days and weeks went by, shep became more and more discouraged. "maybe people don't like history anymore. maybe they like the repetition of doing things over and over again."
<lisa[1]> so once again, shep abandoned his dreams. instead, he picked up the xylaphone, and decided to become a word-famous player, touring all the rinky-dink bars all over the nation.
<lisa[1]> course, nationwide and word-famous weren't quite synonymous, so shep thought that perhaps starting his own youtube channel would be the way. and switched to the kazoo, because when he mentioned he played the xylaphone, he had to then explain what the instrument actually was to people who couldn't care less.
<lisa[1]> shep's youtube channel became very popular. especcially with the girls he used to substitute teach. they had missed shep terribly, and left comment after comment begging to have him return to the classroom.
<lisa[1]> shep caved of course. who could say no to the cute teenyboppers? he brought his kazoo with him to class, and the rest was history. or geography. or whatever it was he was teaching that day.
<lisa[1]> the end