I weild the Blade of Le’gume whose bite still recalls the savour of my mortal foe To’foo. It hungers anew. Wilst thou fight me, oh pretender to the throne
I weild the Blade of Le’gume whose bite still recalls the savour of my mortal foe To’foo. It hungers anew. Wilst thou fight me, oh pretender to the throne
I wasn’t surprised. I drove my rapier through the neck of the cowardly ‘Royal Corona’ knave though it were a hot knife through tofu. You come for the king of beans you best not piss