I heard through the grapevine that the Press Secretary finished his first day of flying lessons at Camp Voliya. Every day of his lessons is a day less of him serving me. I decided to send him a text summoning him to my farmstead
As per the request from our Head of State, the pig responsible for preventing the Queen's parade has been publicly crucified by the Cadets. He will be fed only 150 calories a day in kale and then sent to the mines once the parade is over. For the time b
With a heavy heart and a guilty conscience, I kneel at the arched entrance to a magnificent castle overlooking a valley on the outskirts of Riverbed... and awaiting the arrival of a Chess Goddess.