ExpectationVSReality / I blow my nose at you, so-called Arthur King, you and all your silly English k-nnnnniggets.

Do they hurt? I'm invincible! None shall pass. None shall pass. ...by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs,... So he has. He's scarpered. Bravely ran away, away.

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4 years ago by just_testing / $0.00

It is I, Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon, from the castle of Camelot. King of the Britons, defeater of the Saxons, Sovereign of all England! He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp. You're not fooling anyone, you know. Look. Isn't there something you can do? Oh, yeah, I agree with that.

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