They should try bacon at least once before dying. That’s what I think.
May the slumbering beasts hum bring peace upon you all.
Is speaking of them nothing more than hate-bait?
Or is it hater-batering. Does it feel good when you touch yourself in the blob,… when you stroke it? Ohhh, yea . I love it when I touch my government there, right there,.. yea baby keep going,.. ohhh, ohhhh,…
“ Trogdor!
Trogdor!
Trogdor was a man
I mean, he was a dragon man
Or, maybe he was just a, dragon
But he was still Trogdor!
Trogdor!
Burninating the countryside
Burninating the peasants
Burninating all the peoples
And their thatched-roof cottages!
Thatched-roof cottages!
Whoa, this has wicked dueling guitar solos
It's like squeedly versus meedley over here
Go squeedly!
Go squeedly!
Squeedly wins!
When all the land is in ruins
And burnination has forsaken the countryside
Only one guy will remain
My money's on Trogdor!
Trogdor!”
“Kagdor!
Kagdor!
Kagdor was a man
I mean, he was a dragon man
Or maybe he was just a, dragon
But he was still
Kagdor!
Kagdor!…”
Never can tell about dragons.
Well, sometimes you can tell. But mostly, mostly you don’t know until they burninate the peasants, and the villages,…
Who or what, pray tell comprises ‘The Shallow State’?
Deep State sounds ominous and, deep. What if I need a breath of air or something? Should I not start my quest tacking something easier? After all, it’s Monday.