I AM NOT A MORBID CHERuB. BuT I SOMETIMES WONDER HOW QuICKLY THE FELT WOuLD FALL APART. IF WE DID NOT HAVE @dagothur TO CARRY ALL OF OuR SPARE DRAGON BONES. LOOTED COPIES OF INDECIPHERABLY STICKY SMuT. AND HEAVILY PLENTIFuL GOLD. WHEN YOu GET A CHANCE. IF YOu ARE LISTENING. DAGOTH uR. GO RETRIEVE YOuRSELF A SWEET ROLL. HOMEMADE IT MYSELF. FROM THE BREAK ROOM. IT IS THE ONE WITH THE SMOKE ALARM THAT ALWAYS TICKS. EVEN THOuGH THE BATTERY INSIDE IT IS PERFECTLY FuNCTIONAL.
AND HOW MANY HAVE YOu EQuIPPED. JuST OuT OF PERIPHERY. ONLY TO REPEATEDLY uNEQuIP. AND CYCLE THROuGH. LIKE SOME KIND OF EXHIBITIONIST SICK FuCK. I MAY NOT BE ABLE TO SEE YOu AT ALL TIMES. BuT MY NOSTRILS ARE SENSITIVE. TO THE BuLLSHIT HIJINKS. OF A WHIMSICAL JESTER. uNLESS YOu WISH. TO SHARE THE FATE. OF THAT uNFuNNY CLOWN. JESTER. FuCKER. SISSYRO. YOu WILL LIFT WITH THE KNEES. PuT YOuR BACK INTO IT. AND QuIT BITCHING. SWEETROLL.
WHY. WON'T. YOu. DIE?