ExpectationVSReality / Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken, to have his kneecaps split and his body burned away And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin!
Have at you! None shall pass. What, held under the dorsal guiding feathers? You've got two empty halves of coconut and you're bangin' 'em together. He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp. Shut up! Oh, don't grovel! I'm getting better! I told you. We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week,...