*Sack would have yelped if he had vocal chords. Instead he looks at the "Tall one" and opens his popit.*

I A M S A C K

D I D N T T H I N K A N Y O N E W A S I N H E R E

*He points to where he's trying to get the cup closer to the window so he can peek outside.*

I A M A D R E A M E R S D R E A M B U T D R E A M E R L O S T
I T I S H O W G O T T O W H E R E T A L L O N E S A R E
L O O K I N G F O R D R E A M E R

*Well that sounded right in his little fluff filled head at least.*