There will be no bbq'ing of any legs, feet, pincers, or other such body part of mine. And no, Fortu is NOT into "inter-species" relations. Now.... roast dragon is on my menu, with sauteed satyrs for appetizers.
"My lands are my lands, your lands are my lands, from Caliornia, to the" .... Well, that's how that song should go. No one is invading my lands I hope, it's all about me invading (or attempting to invade) the land of the "pan-flute playing tree huggers".
