OK very clever. So our idea now is to scare the Liaison officer out of his wits so that he doesnt come here any longer? Tell me who will serenade us all with sweet nonsense? Who will coo like a piña colada being gently shaken to the sound of mambo ? who might I ask will pout his chest and pirouette like a matador and make all our hearts flutter?

Thank you very much. I personally think he is a mc pig and there is no allure to him, but this place would certainly be dead door nail boring, if it wouldnt be for the continued meditations of the liaison officer. Wouldnt it be so ladies?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cVu2ECfUvqE

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I came across this account as well.

“When he first came to us, he claimed to be a deserter. So we took him in. In the beginning, many of us were wary as we have heard much of the dreaded forces of Darkness. Like locust, they had laid waste to much of the known universe.

I remember, he had an aristocratic manner, not too over bearing, not too distant, just right. A very beautiful voice. Like a lute. Nice round sounds with tailing coda’s. Not too high in pitch, yet not too low as to come across as dowdy. A very pleasant and persuasive voice. One that endeared him to many the ladies in our tribe.

For many years man from the east stayed with us. You could say, he immersed himself in our community. And soon, he had begun to speak, act and even think like many of us. In the years that followed, he improved our irrigation and built dams. By the seventh moon of Ishkham, he had even taken a wife amongst us and by then most of the elders had begun to refer to him as the “young wise one.” I attended his wedding.

It was only on the 19th reign of Padinshah IIIX, when we begun to notice how he seem almost insistent to persuade the rest of the elders to sign a pact with the brotherhood. When our elders rejected the proposition. Within days the skies were filled with their crafts, there standing amid them, was the man who we once took in, fed and called our own.

What were we to do? For so very long our waters had mixed. He was one of us as much as we were him. So we believed. When the man standing before this great invading said, lay down your arms, we come in the name of peace. I noticed for the very first time, he was wearing the senior uniform of the order of the brotherhood. I realized then he had always been brotherhood even from the first day when we layed eyes on him.

Every single man loosened their swords and it fell to the ground.”

Please don’t mind me….I’ve see myself out….as I am said….I am so sorry…do carry on.

Bye Bye

SD (Internet Liaison officer of the brotherhood)