Shouldn't-a dunit.
I know, I know. I shouldn't-a dunit. But I dunit. They left me no alternative. Do I suck? Maybe. But at least you know where I stand. (Am I standing? Feels like sitting...) Howdy, friends. Expect you recall last week's tiresome debacle and the intolerable acts of our extraterrestrial overlords, as they came to occupy our humble city hall. Who could forget the arrogance of a certain Gizmandiar? A gentleman he is not. (Neither gentle, nor man... nor any other species I've ever come across.) I am not being ungenerous. Consider, if you will, the bill of particulars with regard to said Gizmandiar . He and his minions hath: deliberately and wantonly, with malice aforethought, driven us from our ancestral (relax - that's just the paint color) home and consigned us to a life of enhanced beggary (that's like the beggary we enjoyed previously, only with 65% more cat's pee); issued the intolerable and wholly despicable decree known as "Special Order 14-2007" w...