It has been quite some time since the glorious word of the Feudalist League has been expressed. After all, it takes some time to shed the blood of the Saxon Men. Yet there is other pleasurable news to share with you vile groundlings, and that is the recent presence of an Iron Maiden in our noble city of York.
Woe to you, oh peasants of earth and sea, for the Britons sent their troubadours of wrath to assault our walls (the ones meant to keep out those damned Vikings) with the torturous Iron Maiden. These witty troubadours also arrived with some bizarre local guild known as a Dream Theater (arrogant pagans and their dreams!).
A fun time was had by many, including those who bore witness to the events from afar. Good thing the price of admission was too high for you peasants, or else you would have caused a stench unbearable to the nostrils of all, one which would have required us to take hostile action against the heathens again.
As one last note: Get back to work! Those sheep don't shear themselves.
2 comments:
Forsooth, I do approve of this message.
But I must digress, the foul knaves of the world are too incessant to eat a pie made of dead crows.
I shall instead grab my pipe and smoke some barley, for it is healthy and shall bring much merriment to the locals (but not the peasants)
I saw Iron Maiden a while ago at MSG(Medieval Sight Garden[for those of you who don't know its a place where you view things such as: sporting events, beheadings, and other activities of merriment]) An underling was being killed for stealing from a noble. It was so delightful I bought a shirt!
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