Thursday, December 04, 2008

So Com'on Down and Do What You Gotta Do


I am Sir Printus. Lord Griffin hath bestowed upon me a proper name.

Apparently "Little Fuckwad" is improper.

Come, let me take you to my lair.

Welcome to Slublumpblumpress. Slablahblahblabeeze.

Spelling and grammer are particular around here, especially when working with Lord Darwin.

First, please do feel comfortably in taking off your armor, hat and put away your dagger. As you can see, I have a place to put all my shit.

Why are you looking at me like that? Oh, are you worried about my joust? Silly you, I must carry it around to protect you.

Yeah, to protect you....


Anonymous said...

That joust is actually scarier than the big ass pipe wrench from last year.

montague said...

i like knights.

Chickenbells said...

Well, at least he's trying to hang his stuff up rather than leaving it strewn around the castle...and I'm thinking he uses his lance to hang holiday lights...yeah, that's it...