Ah, yes. Amos, the Imperial Naysayer, has placed his two groatsworth upon this, Our Imperial record. This fledgling, this unlicked cub, this dribbler in his second childhood when his first has not yet begun, this mewling and qualling coxcomp, this dankish pumpion, this unnamed archboard, this baggywrinkle, would instruct Us! Aroint thee, I. N.! You can lob insults like cannonballs, but your aim is faulty.

We can but commiserate with the Imperial Torturer, Dungeon Choir Wrangler and Overseer of the Empiratical Banjo Ensemble in her inundation, as We too have experienced such (unlike the inexperienced Imperial Naysayer). We extend Our hope that no greater damage has been done that what is immediately apparent.


Emperor Rapparee, Imperious Rex         ®    His Mark