OWAATS 1

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished!" screamed

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished!" screamed dwarfkind

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished!" screamed dwarfkind into

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished!" screamed dwarfkind into the

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished!" screamed dwarfkind into the night.

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished!" screamed dwarfkind into the night. They

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished!" screamed dwarfkind into the night. They simultaneously

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished!" screamed dwarfkind into the night. They simultaneously achieved

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished!" screamed dwarfkind into the night. They simultaneously achieved dwarven

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished!" screamed dwarfkind into the night. They simultaneously achieved dwarven ascendancy

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished!" screamed dwarfkind into the night. They simultaneously achieved dwarven ascendancy, much

Once there was a man named Aerianides Chanu Lordington-Extreme who loved being a man. One day while prancing o'er th'r fields he stopped and found millions of trilobites. "AHHHHHHHH" yelped the valiant man. "Never again will I scream," he screamed. Angrily, he opened a carriage door and found two dwarves drinking vodka and schnapps.
"Schnapps?!" screamed Aerianides, "How dare those tiny dwarves drink schnapps?" He grabbed at the dwarves, spitting vile liquids and secreting puss. Contrary to popular expectations, dwarves don't deserve delicious drinks. In fact, they deserve only putrid death.
"Die!" the godly, hysterical xenophobe screamed. He reached into the pocket of his trousers, twitched uncontrollably, and withdrew a petticoat to unmask the beautiful Dwarves. They laughed haughtily at him, pointing in his haughty face haughtily.
"You will first!" Aerianides screamed. Taking the schnapps selfishly for the gremlins, he shoveled the unholy liquid into his gaping, screaming maw. "But what will become of all my magnificent children?!"
"Their souls will be cast upon my flesh and vanquished!" screamed dwarfkind into the night. They simultaneously achieved dwarven ascendancy, much to