What news from the North, they cry? None good and such is the rub - a tercio of bravos has returned, decimated save for a few tatterdemalions who sit swaggering at the gates, irate in their shabby finery and expectorating upon passerby, noble and gutterpicker alike. What to steps to curb this gagglesome crew? None or less I fear and even more the danger since the Aardvark crowed, ravenlike, as prophesied.
Tuesday, 17 April 2018
Whither aardvarkery?
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