The Non-Elucidating Results:
Grizzly shit. Marquis du Salmond continues his ruthless campaign of subjugating all Mediterranean resort facilities, crushing the overpaid Gauloise-smoking busboys and white-jacketed concierges beneath his designer jackboots. He still maintains a long-distance relationship with noted boy toy King Benji, who is locked in a high stakes rock paper scissors contest with Czar Alterio, who managed to slip his hand undetected into the shirt of Grand Vizier Cherry and twist his Armenia-shaped nipple until it squirted some milky blood. Sources report the Grand Vizier is meeting with his surgeons about possible courses of treatment for the grotesque and malformed nipple. However Cherry has other pieces of kebab on his skewer, and so he turns his beady and heavy-browed eyes to the West. Is the Vizier to be the first man to stand up to the powdered and perfumed Marquis and say "excuse me, sir, but I think I speak for everyone when I say that it's entirely possible that you've taken juuuust about your fair share of European territory."? Only time shall tell. No retreats this season cause you all suck at this. Peace motherfuckers!<3 zee Dungeonmastah
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