Thursday, April 12, 2012

I'm a holy man minus the holiness.


Fearing the collapse of civilisation as we know it, and acutely aware of Tasmania's strategic location in terms of the forthcoming resource wars; Henry and Ezra have begun to construct a mighty fortress that shall withstand hordes of assorted barbarians, infidels, traitors, rapscallions, brigands, scoundrels, wastrels, ne'er-do-wells, blackguards, deadbeats, desperados, hoodlums, malefactors, miscreants, reprobates, ruffians, scalawags and wretches.

That should keep us safe for a while...

1 comment:

Roddy said...

Henry and Ezra's wall!
Where was Hayden?