The small furry creatures are surrounding me again. Help me rid this place of them. Help me all good men and true for 'tis a noble deed I undertake. Saddle up thy trusty steeds and ride with me over the hills and far away. be careful though - take care to fall off only in the soft sand for to fall on a hard surface will result in localised chaffing or worse - you could blister your hoopyfrood gland. Draw thy swords and join me; join me I say. Come drink from the cup of goodness, come eat at the table of plenty, come gorge on the sea of life I lay before you.
Who will join my quest - who will ride with me?
Someone help.
