Wednesday, June 22, 2011

The Treatise: Cathedral Fountain, Northwest Bench

Today's work brought me to a bench which we shall refer to as 'subject A1'

A1 was made of cheap Westfall Granite, probably harvested from rocks dislodged in the Cataclysm.  Typical of a race too lazy to grow a beard properly, can't even come to grips with better stone coming from deeper under the surface.

Typical, just typical.

Guards tried to arrest a Dwarf for no reason in particular.  Whole bloody system is corrupt nowadays, I'll have to find out who to report that to, when I'm not busy laying on this.  It's really quite terrible stonework, a baby Dwarf could have done better if it was born without hands or a beard.  In the dark.

Had a discussion with some woman named Liotuse, sitting on the Northern bench.  Said she was a man, but I  do not call that mess of whiskers manly, especially after he went on about corsets and matching outfits so long.  Fruitier than Rhapsody fresh from the tap, if you ask me.

Still not as bad as this bench.

I hurled my chicken at her, that'll learn her.


1 comment:

  1. A whole chicken?

    If only all day-to-day problems were solved with such simple yet effective ways.

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