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Knight is Terry Pratchett. And
his sword meteorite is damn cool .
Yes, you heard right. Sir Terry has made to make a damn sword. After all, after the Queen appointed him Knight, what else could he do?

To learn more, you can go here and here, as the sword can admire here - is the third picture from above.

I do not know what to say. I'm too enchanted and delighted by this man. I say nothing. Just one more quote from Fark.com :


Pratchett has stored the sword, Which he completed last year, in a secret location, apparently Concerned about the Authorities taking an interest in it.

He said: "It Annoys me that knights not are allowed to carry Their swords. That Would Be knife crime."

With What Do I Paint My Body

Bologna: First Impact

You know the scene of the Simpsons where the Simpsons arrive in Alaska, and the type gives Homer his one thousand U.S. dollars, explaining that to allow oil companies to deface the landscape?
And then embraces him and exclaims Homer 'm home?

replace Homer with myself and Alaska with Bologna.

Well, there you are.

Oh, and I found a shop in Crowley Tarot Magic.

The rest I will tell then.

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Merry Christmas to all ... Latest From Here

Country River, 116gg.

I go.

Merry Christmas to all ...

And fuck you all.

Stomach Cramps Consecutive Days

River Country, 110gg.

I, Daniel Travis, Discordian, Son of Eris and a blog with condividente V Ryk Lyminal Vincent Sahed Travistrick Bastard III V - = = POPE of Our Lady Eris Discordia, Herald of His Sacred messages, Holder of the Green Water Mystery Protector and the Mystery of the Salsa Rosa, Bulwark of Madness and Chaos, Discord and Confusion Sentinel, and lots of other things - and with a skull named Vers ambulatory MH Cabal, next week I'm going to stay in a student friars from Bologna . Not yet continuously, only ambientarmi un po'. Comunque, la decisione è presa. E danno l'aria di essere proprio delle brave persone, là.
Questo era per scrivere un po' di cazzi miei.
Poi, ho scritto un nuovo racconto, e il Duecentoventigiorni procede nonostante le difficoltà.
E, volendo, siamo pure a metà. What in the world is up?
E casini, casini, casini. Il peperoncino della vita. Beh, sapete.
Cian ancle sa iec .