Public Notice: Announcement.

 

If anyone has noticed traces of very fine sand around the perimeter of this or any building, there's a question which needs to be asked before a notice is posted. In addition, one of our untrained lackeys has sustained major fentibular damage and will need various provisions from a central location if any of us are to be afforded the chance to feel hope anew as our struggle ascends its vital avenscrypt. We all look with eyes focused on a mere legend. His demeanor is not one to be sneered at, regardless of which side of the candle is deemed suitable for a fenticious lavermont. My objontuous assistant, Klevon O'Toole, will likely arrive at your doorstep in the coming days fresh out of soluble water pills and you will be expected to make good on the one promise which could bring all solid ground into a ringing saltessence. Nutrition in all its various forms is not to be taken lightly in any event. By their chairs you will know if they are one of ours or one of theirs. If it's the latter, please try to delay any soporific reaction until we've had time to examine your road scores and impart your hand into a layered pacing yeild. After this, no one can pretend that your axis is the stiff end of a monument to ever more feelthy tracer scores.

The life we lead in the Plaza after dusk sets in is one which is not unfamiliar to the unpretentious braggarts who mottle our faith community into a rust-belt sogar at the i-bent of a treacly stuncore. As each of us speaks with a rueful stupidity about the impressions which our graven images have made on hyperactive youth pastors, we are observed to sink ever so slightly in our seats and hum the Anthem even more quietly and assiduously than our naive fellows. That's because our beliefs are on the line. But the problem is, the very line which looms so large in our minds isn't one we feel any comfort in shaping for the delight of visiting offisuaries. Each of them has their own private problem and this doesn't make it any easier to get involved in 'ground-floor' projectiles and their place in future baffins. Now I will remove a wireless relay from beneath my cardigan and begin switching providers until I find one who meets my precious denials with dubiously phrased entreaties. This should make for good 'appointment television'. At least that's what I've heard as per now. If this describes anyone you know, there will be a paper outside that you can sign in total confidence. This should not in any way be interpreted as the petty scam we've planned all along since Day One. No. It should be seen for what it so manifestly is. And that's not what you think. So there!

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