> Barntar was twiddling
> himself by the sheep pens, and funny guy Urox was finding similar
> satisfaction *within* the sheep pens. They arrive next morning for
battle
> hung over, exhausted and totally shagged out.
"And then I'd spend... your ransom money... but still... I'd keep your sheep."
Blue Öyster Cult, 'Career of Evil'.
Sorry, couldn't get that lyric out of my head.
Stu.
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