Ceterum censeo Carthaginem esse delendam
Ceterum censeo Carthaginem esse delendam
I needed a good laugh today, thank you!
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You arrange yourself on the throne.
You attend to your gold wirework circlet, carefully smoothing the hair underneath, and adopt a regal air as you survey the area.
You think to yourself, "I got this"
You had better pay your guild dues before you forget. You are 113 months behind.
Semper superne nitens.