Thakren, Thakren, Thakren...
This is the PERFECT time for the Achaean Times. Maybe people will stop being so Grayfaced, and give a little chuckle.
In this time of hatred and strife, what we need is laughter in our life.
A broken finger, a cataract eye, doesn't matter when laughter's on high.
So Thakren put your paper to press, so we can see some mirth in this dire distress.
<grin> Sorry, that was a poem.
--><--Kona, Pirate, Ruff Ryda, Wild Humgii Tamer

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Aeguary, in the year 247 AF.