But but but do you remember that time when Van Pykey died, and all blubbing kopites on full nonsense mode were signing "books of condolence",...
Headed by the soft in the head, (totally not biased) echo writers.
(especially the one who cried that time at crystanbul, "fatty fat fat" was his name I think. But he cried some more and dropped a few stone, then cried again about his journey and nobody cared, so he cried again)
And then an angry smurf made a promise, a sean promise... And everybody laughed again, and laughter awoke the morose old virgil and he arose but was now lame and dodery, so jurgen german ran away home...
But somehow the kopites manage to live happily ever after, but they all stink of piss so thats alright then!
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