I am getting the urge to write terrible fiction. I don't think you could call it fan fiction, because I'm not really a fan of Sabrina, but still...THE STRIPES. THEY HYPNOTIZE ME.
(So by the way, we can assume this is a case of convergent evolution, right?)
"It was like having Jiminy Cricket in your head, if he was a serial killer and kept telling you to eat people."