And Audy has to write a poem without the word "the"!
Heather. Hmm. I think, if you lose, you have to... oh, darnit. I had something brilliant. Well, poo. I think, well, unless I come up with anything better, you have to send me the prettiest postcard you can find. And just hope I come up with something better!
***Under the Responsibility of S.P.E.W.*** (Sadistic Perplexion of Everyone's Wits)
Medieval Lit! Come here to find out who Chaucer plagiarized and translated - and why and how it worked in the late 1300s.
/I think, today,/ he thought back, /the important fact is that I don't/ need /to be better than him. He can just be a person. And I... I can just be one too./ — Adolin (Wind and Truth by Brandon Sanderson)
