living imperfectly with great delight
My fleece, my fleece - my kingdom for a fleece. Don't ask me why I thought of what I just wrote.
pwitty crown, sire!
from maria: hey you could sell that to a card company - it seems like that's the "in" funny greeting card right now. you could make millions...
You sure sound like your own shy, modest self....
You should be a teacher. You can actually force your subjects to address you however you want, and they cast their eyes downwards not so much in deference as fear.Or is that just me?
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