barney_demicrack split droner barney demicrack went to find a lance. he was a jouster. he had hemorrhoids. when all the horses died, the king said "let's eat large bird legs and be fed grapes by anonymous virgins!" the sun set. the moat was crossed by the other nation but they didn't attack because they knew they were spotted miles ago; instead they each placed fingers in each others nostrils and pulled until the nose was ripped off or severed then head-butted each other to unconsciousness. the last man standing was then responsible for driving a dagger through the chest of those that were passed out and to apply the same treatment to himself as routine for failed espionage and pre-circuited martyrdom. barney demicrack sat uncomfortably, watching this horrendous event come to light. but the sun had set and there was little light, much like that which is cast on the basic ephemera of our daily landscapes and intersections. 021130 what's it to you? who go blather from