ATTN SUBJECTS: THE DARK EMPRESS AND MYSELF ARE NOW WED.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

SO I uh, have this ancient wooden keg. It, uh, says do not open until Armageddon. Would a mysterious keg of something you aren't supposed to tap until the end of the world be pleasing?

GIVE IT

[Suu]

SO I uh, have this ancient wooden keg. It, uh, says do not open until Armageddon. Would a mysterious keg of something you aren't supposed to tap until the end of the world be pleasing?

GIVE IT

NOW.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

These gifts are pleasing.

But I need more Doom.

Ooh! I have a 50 gallon barrel of doom I was saving for just such an occasion!

YOU TOO. GIVE IT HERE.

[Suu]

I AM NOT RECEIVING OFFERINGS FROM MY IMMEDIATE SUBJECTS IN THE PRINCIPALITY.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

DESTROY THEM!

[Richter]

The Richterran Synod, in recognized role as Dukedom of you Principality, has prepared a measure of certain powerful tincture, which may be deployed either as chemical weapon or tasty beverage at your pleasure. 

We are uncertain about it's adherence to Geneva, since they have yet to return our calls or communiques.   

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

The Richterran Synod, in recognized role as Dukedom of you Principality, has prepared a measure of certain powerful tincture, which may be deployed either as chemical weapon or tasty beverage at your pleasure. 

We are uncertain about it's adherence to Geneva, since they have yet to return our calls or communiques.   

I APPROVE.

[Suu]

We don't follow Geneva. Is good.

[Luna]

The Richterran Synod, in recognized role as Dukedom of you Principality, has prepared a measure of certain powerful tincture, which may be deployed either as chemical weapon or tasty beverage at your pleasure. 

We are uncertain about it's adherence to Geneva, since they have yet to return our calls or communiques.   

That'd be because they tested it.  Rumor has it they poured the sample bottle into six glasses and, without even reading (much less following) the carefully worded safety instructions, drank it.

Rumor has it one of them actually managed six inch flames out of both ears before his head exploded in multi-colored fire.  What happened to the rest is not appropriate imagery for such a happy occasion.

My own offering is nearly as sweet as our beloved ladies, a cordial duly tested last weekend on a dozen or so spags, none of whom died.  We're fairly sure, anyway.

[East Coast Hustle]

ON JUNE 4TH, 2011. THE DARK EMPRESS NIGEL AND SOVEREIGN PRINCESS KAOUSUU HAVE OFFICIALLY WED IN THE HOLY BONDS OF FUCK YOU.

WE DEMAND GIFTS AND LARGESS. LEST YOUR BALLS BE STOMPED INTO BITS.

NOW.

While I find your attempt to finagle a backdoor invasion of my territory quite charming, I assure you that your alliance with The Dark Empress (if such a thing is even really possible) will not lessen the futility of your attempts to subvert my sovereignty one tiny bit.

[East Coast Hustle]

Hell, you couldn't even take over Actual Maine (sorry, RWHN, you're not in that Maine) when I wasn't looking.

[Suu]

ON JUNE 4TH, 2011. THE DARK EMPRESS NIGEL AND SOVEREIGN PRINCESS KAOUSUU HAVE OFFICIALLY WED IN THE HOLY BONDS OF FUCK YOU.

WE DEMAND GIFTS AND LARGESS. LEST YOUR BALLS BE STOMPED INTO BITS.

NOW.

While I find your attempt to finagle a backdoor invasion of my territory quite charming, I assure you that your alliance with The Dark Empress (if such a thing is even really possible) will not lessen the futility of your attempts to subvert my sovereignty one tiny bit.

LARGESS. NOW.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

DON'T TALK TO MY WIFE LIKE THAT! 

[LMNO]

I offer a variety of perverts and drag queens, bearing bottles of jalapeño infused tequila.

[Suu]

I offer a variety of perverts and drag queens, bearing bottles of jalapeño infused tequila.

This pleases me.