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| Well yes sometimes folks are just mean but the poor barb (lets call him Binky) was just trying on his new Shrouds when upon the horizon did arrive another long hair gentleman! | |
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| ah a dashing pince who saved Binky, slew the Dragon and lived happily ever after with a talking amphibian? | |
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| ahem not quite. This long haired gentleman spying that young Binky was still confused over his current status of being given lots of clay and iron did lay claim to the young rascal and took his soul! | |
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| sobs. Not even a talking tadpole | |
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| Alas no. Now young Binky lives in fear of cats and is force fed wood and clay to make him fat and worse has confused a talking donkey | |
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| Poor Binky. Still the talking Donkey sounds fun . Thanks BigAl. Oh I found your rag by the way! | |
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