I think that guy would know more about it than almost anybody.
He could probably write a book…
…or… dictate a book, anyway.
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Friday! AND 100 POSTS! Probably not a big benchmark to make, but it is exciting nonetheless.
Today’s BGF is a rather young lady named Lottessa Buttercreme, the Duchess of Whitecake. Popular with her people for her famous quote: “Let them eat cake with sprinkles”. Lottessa enjoys many quiet rides through the Fruitberry Orchards that surround her many-layered castle.
You’re really busy, stress is falling about you like so many snow-flakes, and someone walks on up with a little “helpful” advice.
This advice seldom contains anything actually useful and instead serves to either exacerbate your situation or it is only tangentially related to anything you could use advice on.
This is because it is free.
Hey, wait! This is the 99th post! Huzzah!
Having a lot of kids is overrated. C’mon, people, how about a little self-control!
Think of all those starving people with no children!
There are a couple lessons here.
Then again, I might be wrong.
So, maybe less than one.
Often, one is lucky if this is the only thing that happens.
It is Friday y’all.
BGF!
Today we have Xulfor, Priest of Donoth.
High-Priest, actually.
Many years ago he was known as Korm Wheatsprout, of the famous and wealthy Wheatsprout family, but he decided to forsake his name when he came into the service of the be-tentacled Donoth, the Dark Lord of Fried Pastries.
Instructions are often written (if not in a language you are unable to read) in a way that confounds the actual process it apparently sets out to describe.
I wonder how easy it is to break into the instruction-writing business.
It’s Friday and what does that mean for us?
BGF! YEAH!
Simon Quicktoast is his name, and Dinner-Roll Training is his game.
That and he is an adept archer – in fact, he has taken first in the regional Roll-Training and Archery Competition held every year at the close of Yeasting Time.
Here Quicktoast is accompanied by Knife and Fork, his prize Dinner-Rolls, which he has raised since they were little doughs.
Isn’t it soooo cute, don’t you just want to squeeze those little cheeks.
We’ll have to build it a pen outside.