Rip's Constipation

It's like Rip's original song is suffering from constipation~ a difficult birth~~ Rip was slumped on the toilet, the sheet music full of notes a mess, and he'd only managed to squeeze out half a line of lyrics. He closed his eyes in agony, cold sweat soaking his blue fur, feeling like he'd fallen into a desperate abyss of creation. Just then, the door burst open with a 'bang.' His friend Laydi stood menacingly in the doorway, her reddish-brown mane bristling: "Rip! You've been 'locked away' in the bathroom for over an hour! You're going to wear out the toilet seat, did you finish the song or not?" "I can't write it!" Rip wailed in despair. He sighed heavily and reluctantly stood up: "Fine, I surrender. But you guys owe me a meal when we get out!" Laydi rolled her eyes and reached out to drag him out. Laydi is actually a really good friend~ She even agreed to treat me~~~ Lulu was just watching and laughing... I mean, 'caring for Rip with her eyes'~~