Word: Sally
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This word's not matching any meanings in my head, because all I keep seeing is the name. Even though there's like 10 different meanings of the word sally (including a eucalyptus tree that looks like a willow), I still can't get sally to look like anything other than Sally. Which brings me to Mustang Sally, for obvious reasons, and did you know it took like ten years for me to kind of realise that Mustang Sally's actually about someone that has a lot of sex? Well, it might not be, I have a bad habit of analysing songs to the point that they no longer make sense - which also happens when I listen to songs too much, but to be fair, listening to Imagine Dragons Radioactive 200 times in one weekend isn't the worst thing I've ever done. Why aren't dragons real anymore, anyway? They should never have been hunted to extinction, and St. George? So not a saint or even saint-worthy. So what if a dragon tried to kill a bunch of villagers? It's not like they were chopping down the dragon's forests and turning their homes into fields with ready-made meals of sheep and cattle - no, seriously, look it up. It's the equivalent of tearing down a grocery store to put in a free all-you-can-eat buffet. People will be confused as all fuck at first, but they'll still go there to eat, because free food. And dragons? Yeah, they lost their grocery store, but they gained a buffet, and then they got hunted down for it. Those poor scaly bastards just wanted something to eat. Okay, it's more like Hannibal replaced the grocery store with a free buffet so he could get food. Well, I'm presuming that the villagers ate the dragons, because otherwise, that's just a waste of perfectly good meat, honestly. And if they didn't, could you imagine dragon carcasses just lying around for months decomposing? The smell would've driven them insane. In fact, it's probably their lack of olfactory senses that helped the plague spread: I mean, if you're not affected by the smell of decomposing dragon meat, then you're probably not going to worry about a few rats, right? Boy, did they get that wrong. Good old George probably would've been better off killing the rats instead of dragons.
Stiles gnawed on his pen, glancing from the question at the top of the page "What does sally mean?" to his detailed answer below (it went to the back of the sheet). Eh, Coach probably wouldn't be surprised at the length, and it's not his fault that Coach had taken over English after Mrs. Blake's death (uh, disappearance, he forgot that's what they'd decided on). But still, just to be certain of his A, Stiles drew a small fire-breathing dragon above the question and named it Sally. Nailed it.
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End of word challenge.
Thanks for reading!
