Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-5262726-20140715034649/@comment-24735981-20140719033631

(The pheasant tasted like governmental failure. And that's okay. I was just looking for High Burger King, Havitt Jorway. Compliments to LTT for that pun. Did not belong to me.)

Deciding that attacking Whiterun would be the work of an imbecile, he wrote a letter to the Jarl, inviting him to a Gala.

After he completed his most cheerful summoning, he wrote a letter to the Black Briar Meadery, arranging for quite a bit of alcohol.

Sadrine then wrote yet another note to the mortician, asking him to kindly remove the dead feminist bodies from his street. Skeevers were gettin' to 'em.