Thou Shalt Not Submit Thy God To

What Can The Harvest Hope For, If Not For The Care Of The Reaper Man?

You Were Safe On A Troll. Anyone Wanting To Mug A Troll Would Have To Use A Building On A Stick.

It Was Possibly The Most Circumspect Advance In The History Of Military Maneuvers, Right Down At The Bottom End Of The Scale That Things Like The Charge Of The Light Brigade Are At The Top Of.

Many An Ancient Lord's Last Words Have Been, 'you Can't Kill Me Because I've Got Magic Aaargh.'

We Are Monkeys. We Like To Chatter. Chattering Doesn't Cost Us Anything.