Musing of a Mad Man
StewartB
Was sitting in my castle the other day looking down on the fields watching the worker toil in the fields and got to thinking about the meaning of life.
Is this all there is to life? Should I be down in the fields myself along side the serfs? Should I have bacon instead of ham this morning? Is time to change the straw on the floors? Does that hunting dog look thin? Which maidens are getting married this year?
It was keeping very deep and after a jog of mead I decided to find some answers to these questions. I thought I would go and seek some council from the erep Oracle Ranger Bob. I found him in the library wing studying poetry and giving a lesson to his apprentice Ariane.
When I was able to pry him away from the ode to Icey we went for a walk and discussed the affairs of the kingdom and it was decreed in Stew's little corner of the kingdom there shall be more fun.
So minions of Stewopia come forth with your stories and I shall post them for all to admire.
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I shall trek forth to Stewtopia where the Mead runs freely, the maidens are most proper and curvy, and fun is always found in the joyous abandon of Jester Infin's hillarity.
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I think you guys get a bit too much mead... 😛
Ode to Icey... i lol'd