Join the army, they said. Eat some sheep, they said! I’d rather be launching pigs from my customized Trebuchet.
There’s not enough for room for the hundred of us! I challenge thee! Nightfall, outter walls, paintbrushes!
Bah, they said I’d never be completed. I showed them! I’ll take my winnings now, thank you.
I feel like the odd man out here, as if my pockets are rather empty. Got any spare age2oons lying around?