THE SETTING: Drac in a wistful mood, talking to a QLer
Drac : "See the field? Do ya see that fence? Look how well it's built. I built that fence stone by stone with my own two hands. I piled it for months. But do they call me Vlad-the-Fence-Builder?
No Sir.."
Then Drac gestured at the bar. "Look here at the bar. Do ya see how smooth and shiny and just it is? I planed that surface down by me own achin' back. I carved that wood with me own hard labour, for eight days.
But do they call me Vlad-the-Bar-builder?
No Sir.."
Then Drac points out the window. "Eh, Laddy, look out to sea. Do ya see that pier that stretches out as far as the eye can see? I built that pier with the sweat off me back. I nailed it board by board. But do they call me Vlad-the-Pier-Builder?
No Sir.."
Then Drac looks around nervously, trying to make sure no one is paying attention.
"But ya f*uck one goat and . . . "
THE SETTING: Drac in a wistful mood, talking to a QLer
Drac : "See the field? Do ya see that fence? Look how well it's built. I built that fence stone by stone with my own two hands. I piled it for months. But do they call me Vlad-the-Fence-Builder?
No Sir.."
Then Drac gestured at the bar. "Look here at the bar. Do ya see how smooth and shiny and just it is? I planed that surface down by me own achin' back. I carved that wood with me own hard labour, for eight days.
But do they call me Vlad-the-Bar-builder?
No Sir.."
Then Drac points out the window. "Eh, Laddy, look out to sea. Do ya see that pier that stretches out as far as the eye can see? I built that pier with the sweat off me back. I nailed it board by board. But do they call me Vlad-the-Pier-Builder?
No Sir.."
Then Drac looks around nervously, trying to make sure no one is paying attention.
"But ya f*uck one goat and . . . "