The wize one, (holding and umbrella and attired in a full raincoat), has researched the likely hood of a gender of the feminine species being among those honorable and virtuous (
) knights of old at the renown roundtable. After exhaustive study, research, and reading, I have determined that other then some camp following bimbos, none were found to have partaken in the bloody meham of that fine body of warriors. However, after close scruteny, I must profess that if the knights of old had seen the chainmail fox, they would have assuredly invited her to join their most prestigious company. So with that being said, I must profer that the young filly in question be enshrined within the roundtable of the cantina in all her glory. Her full length photo in a large glossy, should be hung over the bar within these fine precepts
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Having put forth his formulated answer, walks over to his table, reaches down and pulls a hidden lever underneathe. Immediatly there is a loud rumbling, the roof open and drops hundreds of rotted "O....." on top of RD engulfing him in a blitz of crying wonder
[ June 29, 2004, 16:45: Message edited by: mac5732 ]