Ah, good Imperial Torturer, We shall hear screams of agony on the 14th when We venture to the quaint little village of St. Louis, Missouri to see Our youngest niece wed. Not from her or from her betrothed, but from her father, Our brother Anthony, who has been made to wear formal wear, black tie formal wear in fact, for the ceremony. This is in place of his usual blue denim bib overalls, which he considers the "most comfortable clothing made." Our niece also squashed his idea of the suit in International Orange, lime green, and yellow. Our brother's wife also had some little say in the matter.

In the mean time, We commend your good work.


Emperor Rapparee, Imperious Rex          ®       His Mark