Prince Chastain summoned us to his council

Prince Chastain summoned us to his council room, under a card table draped with blankets. Electric candles flickered in the corners as we crowded in. A larger venue

Was under construction. That was good reason for the Elizabethan banquet, featuring roast lion and curried goat. Prince Buster sang, "Enjoy Yourself" whilst

doing an Irish jog on the banquuet's table. The queen pursed her lips. This behavior wasn't suited for this occasion. However, The Duke of Whales joined in the tomfoolery.

Once the Duke began to dance, everyone else started to join in the merriment. Lord Pancake brought cheers with his graceful twerking, and Lady MansirBob

tried to imitate him, only to find she lacked Lord Pancake's grace, instead resorting to a maneuvering of arms and hands somewhat akin to the Macarena. This caused the throng to

back away from her, gasping in awe. The crowd formed a circle around her, and with arms flailing wildly, she rose into the sky, leaving Lord Pancake fuming in the shadows below.

The crowd flung her a little bit too hard, and she went sailing over the sun. As George Orwell once said, "A wop bobaloobop, a wop bamboo." She flapped her arms to try and ease her

therapy would have help with that crash. But a junior officer of the Back 40 brigade had rutted himself into command of that brigade & the Sty Brigade. His name was Napoleon Oink.

Oink styled himself after Napoleon in Orwell’s Animal Farm, with one exception: He was no leader. Oink soon found himself at the wrong end of a cleaver and became a slab of bacon.