It was a beautiful day, a perfect day for

It was a beautiful day, a perfect day for shopping

I buy on impulse a lot of clothes

I spent a lot of money

Hehe

He, he... HE is the one!" she gasped, and her finger pointed at Cheswyck. Horrified, he pulled his hood over his head and ran from the tavern. An angry mob lit their torches and

their leader cried out:"No one farts publicly at Mort's Vittles & gets away with it! Punish him!" Ches was dragged over to where an insanely fat man was stuffing himself with beans

And rice. Ches was subjected to even a worse fart. Soneone filmed it and posted it on the web. That was just the beginning of a wonderful friendship.

The next war found them together as the legion's standard bearers. Ches was the eagle and Big John was the XXIV/3°. They shared a puma carcass with the fifer before eating him as w

ell. The flesh was tender and suffused with magic. Ches ate the tongue and went on to become a famous lawyer. Big John, wanting to be bright, ate the brain and died of meningitis.