There was once a fine patriot.

[Iris Sirius]

He lived on a boat, his name was Machthombierie, or of the sort, on the
Seine, in Paris.  It was a ship of fools.  He had a royal shitzu, who
fetched him things off boat in the city, like Galaxy S IIIs and quantities
of certain magical substances.  But times have chained, for curiously now I
am trapped floating in an aqual madhouse such as his, and this mutt, it
drops the highest tech electronics at my changed feet curiously now
amphibious, along with some water, and a bag of weird looking mushrooms
labeled, in cuneiform, if I'm not mistaken, "15g fresh dried Jedi Mind
Fuck".

Hey I'll eat them, okay, but only because I'm hungry!  Remember that!  I'm
fuck hungry....!
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