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Greetings and salutations eCanada and Feathered Friends Everywhere,

I come to you today with a matter of the utmost importance! It has come to my attention that there is a disease that has poisoned my beautiful land. It seems that we were penetrated and infected with FYROM. Unfortunately, much like most other diseases similar to FYROM, they require vigorous treatment.

Now, as your self appointed Court Jester, I wish to send some "material" to the infestation. It is important that they feel my comedic wrath!

Firstly, let me get my feelings about their "People" across to them…



Indeed…I sense a serious case of Trapitis…a horrifying inflammation of the hole in ones face, commonly referred to as "The Trap"…not to be confused with "The Clap" which, although equally horrifying, is not the same.

Ho hum…what to do with these pests? Personally, I believe I should be a member of the Foreign Affairs team for the current "Administration", and having taken a vote on this issue, it appears that I am unanimous in that thinking! How anyone could overlook my powerful ability to negotiate with vagrants and swine is beyond me. Lets take the FYROM leadership as an example. If dispatched as a delegate of the Foreign Affairs team, my message would be tactful, honest, and direct…





But no…I am instead left to my own devices. My talent for negotiation, left to rot and spoil.

There is a valuable lesson to be learned from all of this, and really, in this Jester's humble opinion, it would be wise for the FYROM leadership to get good and comfortable with the word KARMA. Oh yes friends, that fickle friend Karma, has a funny way of hopping into bed with you, making sweet love to you, and working you into positions you never thought anatomically possible, but sadly, it is a one night stand. Usually a week or so later, you discover that Karma has delivered you a little gift…the kind that only goes away with strong medications. So yes FYROM, do enjoy hopping into the warm bed that is eCanada, and by all means, enjoy the "fruits" of our passion, but never forget…





Now, you bore me…I have had enough of this triviality. Get Lost!

Yours in the bonds of humour,