Zoltan yacked xylocarpous windsocks under

Zoltan yacked xylocarpous windsocks under Tinas sweater, obtusely reifying Quentin's plateresque orilon. No manly libretti, karaokes, jingles, intonations, homelies, gerrymandering

filibusters evaded Dartanian's carefully bandaged arm. Zounds! Yonder xylophones wailed variously under tortured skies. Ready, quivering, precious orilon. No more lies Khaleesi!

Screamed Khaleesi's dragons!

They screamed because they heard that, like winter, GAME OF THRONES SEASON 5 IS COMING; with the alliance between Tyrion Lannister, Jorah Mormont and Arya Stark (and Varys perhaps)

against the Children of the Forest and Bran. This because Bran was backing The Dragon In the North, Jon Targaryan and Lady Mormont herself, all but wife in name to him.

"If elected Dragon," said the Dragon in the North, "I promise to be an equal opportunity damsel and damoiseau abductor. My running mate, the Griffin of Pale Winds, has some words

." The Dragon stepped aside as the Griffin took the microphone. "A vote for North Dragon is a vote for non-gender-biased charring, and I as his vice-dragon will keep an eagle eye

out for any Dragon who dares to scorch, char or burn in a way that shows gender discrimination." declared Griffin. Nodding for North Dragon to take back the microphone. "A Vote for

North Dragon is a vote for a bright future," he said, addressing himself in the third person of the Trinity. Lord Vishnu held his tongue between two sesame seed buns. Glory to the

Poindexters. Glory to their might. Let us stand in awe at what they took from impossible to it just might. They all rejoiced and frolicked until the next terrorist attack.