Perhaps we should speak to Thenamir, but I seem to recall a small army of brainwashed Beerlanders marching our way, led by Sauerkraut. If I were to hazard a guess, I'd say that Sauerkraut has infected the Mire-folk's favorite food with Bad Cow Disease or some such thing. Either way, the Itship's in for more havoc.
As for Gravlox, he's reformed, remember? Vogie has nothing at all to worry about. *snicker*
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Originally Posted by Diamond18
Vogonwë is quite jealous of that poem, Esty. 
Now that we are in the Mire, I have a question -- what kind of state is the Mire in? Are we talking pastoral pre-post-War-of-the-Thing Mire or under-the-dominian-of-Sauerkraut Mire? I have some ideas but am not sure what kind of setting I should use.
Also, something tells me that Vogie's going to have to remember those karate moves from the Bacon Binge.... |