Well, we managed to drag the old Sultan kicking and screaming from his favourite herd of royal goats to discuss the grave situation in Western Europe.
After pouring through all the bits and pieces of French parchment, (which, as the Sultan pointed out, seemed to reek of rotten snails), it was agreed that we can no longer see the honourable people of Spain being murdered and robbed by the French savages.
Questions were asked concerning the future of Europe. If we allow France to get away with such aggression, who knows where it may end.
We are glad that our Russian friends and neighbours recognise the seriousness of this situation. We only hope that the honourable Lord Shogun has managed to convince the scousers and jordies of the north that being in very close proximity to France, England faces a dire threat. There will be no more fish and chips if the French tyrant has his way. "They'll have had their chips", mentioned the Sultan, chucking to himself at his cleaver play of words.
After scratching himself thoughtfully, (must be those camels), the Sultan decreed that the Spanish shall receive aid from the Ottomans in some way shape or form.
He shall attend the emergency summit at Versailles, kindly organised by Rasputin (Hoo-Ra Ra for Rasputin! Lover of..the Russian queen! It was a shame..how he carrrrried on...), and will press for the strongest measures to be taken.
So Lord Paddy, anything to say before this summit commences? What is your grudge against the honourable bull fighters of Spain? Could it be that the best a Frenchman can do, in contrast, is to wrestle down a mighty frog for his legs? Do all Frenchman find frogs legs attractive?
And please, no more of la pork pies. We’ve had enough pork pies ah la frog paddy to put the sultan off even falafel.
and now for the things:
After pouring through all the bits and pieces of French parchment, (which, as the Sultan pointed out, seemed to reek of rotten snails), it was agreed that we can no longer see the honourable people of Spain being murdered and robbed by the French savages.
Questions were asked concerning the future of Europe. If we allow France to get away with such aggression, who knows where it may end.
We are glad that our Russian friends and neighbours recognise the seriousness of this situation. We only hope that the honourable Lord Shogun has managed to convince the scousers and jordies of the north that being in very close proximity to France, England faces a dire threat. There will be no more fish and chips if the French tyrant has his way. "They'll have had their chips", mentioned the Sultan, chucking to himself at his cleaver play of words.
After scratching himself thoughtfully, (must be those camels), the Sultan decreed that the Spanish shall receive aid from the Ottomans in some way shape or form.
He shall attend the emergency summit at Versailles, kindly organised by Rasputin (Hoo-Ra Ra for Rasputin! Lover of..the Russian queen! It was a shame..how he carrrrried on...), and will press for the strongest measures to be taken.
So Lord Paddy, anything to say before this summit commences? What is your grudge against the honourable bull fighters of Spain? Could it be that the best a Frenchman can do, in contrast, is to wrestle down a mighty frog for his legs? Do all Frenchman find frogs legs attractive?
And please, no more of la pork pies. We’ve had enough pork pies ah la frog paddy to put the sultan off even falafel.
and now for the things:






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