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4 years ago

We haven't got enough mud. I'm thirty-seven. I'm not old. Tell us! Tell us! Well, when's your next round? It's only a model. The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. 'Course it's a good idea! Behold! Umm!

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4 years ago by xenoglossicist / $0.00

Does wood sink in water? My liege! I would be honored. Arthur! Arthur, King of the Britons! Oh? All right, we'll call it a draw. Be quiet! I order you to be quiet! 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,...

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4 years ago by fine_till_you_came_along / $0.00

Then you shall die.

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4 years ago by xenophobe / $0.00

And what do you burn apart from witches? So, they couldn't bring a coconut back anyway.

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