Yes, Lord Foul, the best product of the '80's next to the Mullet, Leg Warmers, Bon Jovi, Star Trek V, Lee Iacocca, Return Of The Jedi, and other equally fantastic things, enters the final year of his teenagehood! In dog years that equals 133, and in the Land he would now be 7000!
Yes; the Great Lord Foul, who is Not-quite-so-brave-as-Sir-Launcelot, who had nearly fought the Dragon of Agnor, who had nearly stood up to the vicious Chicken of Bristol, who had personally wet himself at the Battle of Badon Hills; and who actually met Syd Barett's psychologist's daughter's friend's mother's sister's gardener's mechanic's dog's friend's pet goldfish!
So, let us all celebrate by getting hammered and doing a terrible job at work!
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I'll post a new pic of me on the Motley Crew to celebrate. Then again, that might be a curse instead of a blessing, heh.
