A Glimpse Into The CPF Lounge. Part 18

Day 1,002, 16:49 • Published in Canada Canada • by Devilcarrier

"Oh darn," Devilcarrier says to himself as he draws a pint from a sputtering spigot, "CPF Lager is all sold out and it looks like this keg is done too."

"We're retooling to produce a healtful protein drink," Addy tells him. "I anticipate even greater sales."

"The end of an era," Devilcarrier replies sadly. "I'm having trouble working today too. Praetor copters are out of titanium. It's thrown off my bloody day. I'm looking forward to the last hour and a half in the North-west of England. I'll take my frustrations out on the UK."

Someone in the background yells, "Death and dishonour to United Faildom."

"The term 'United Faildom' grates on me, Devilcarrier says. "You know, the more we trash-talk our enemies, the less impressive our victories are."

"How is that?" Addy asks with a frown.

"Who have we beaten? A Faildom who cannot fight! Isn't it better to have beaten a strong and worthy opponent?"

"Hmm," says Addy noncommitally.

"Whatever," Devilcarrier says. "Before I was born here, the UK betrayed eCanada. So I will fight them now, until they admit their perfidy and apologize."