You realize we're on tenterhooks here. Do the Fleck y Breen make it to whatever their destination was, which I've forgotten? Or do their bleaching bones even now lie upon the plains? It's cruel of you to keep us hanging.
Meanwhile, I have a spiffy new banner. Take that, slackers!
"Fleck y Breen" — sounds like a bad art film.
Actually, it sounds to me like a Las Vegas comedian.
But don't look at me, I didn't make it up.
What do you want? Do you want money? Is that it? Why don't you just tell us straight out instead of toying with us for weeks and weeks as a cat plays with a mouse. Do you want tribute? Recognition? Reptile photos? We, your minions, will pay any price and bear any burden to obtain our next FyB fix. Masters, we await our instructions!
P.S. A very spiffy banner indeed.
Well, we'd have time for spiffy banners, too... if we were dissent-crushing bloggers who didn't allow comments.
Very true, David. If I allowed comments I'd have to be constantly stamping down \/1@gr@ spam and policing trolling Israeli jugglers, and there wouldn't be any time for the constant blogging I do.