Eh indeed, my word pickle.
Why, just the other day, I was ploughing about the Portsmouth Zoo on my mighty steed, firing at the wonderful African Elephants, Giraffes and Manatees and they said I was not allowed to! Something about "protected species" or some nonsense. Why, I very nearly shot that young rapscallion's head off, but it would have splattered on my new white pantaloons.
A flap of the wings yesterday means big changes tomorrow.
Let's work together to keep the present inevitable.
So yeah, I went and got a blog.