He was a dark and stormy knight.
Dark, because it was night.
Stormy, because it had rained, rusting his armor thus vexing him.
His steed had dethroned....er, thrown....um, tossed him off, quantifying his storminess.
He needed to find shelter before his metal froze.
And his armor seized up.
He stiffly steeled himself.
There, upon a dismal hill was a dismal light coming from a dismal window in a dismal domicile.
It was a foreboding abode.
He dismally creaked towards it, humming a knaughty knightly ditty.
To be continued....maybe....probably not....though I may chirp the ditty, and no, I have not forgotten the nipple painting<(from a previous post promise<yes, I did that just for the alliteration. I wonder why the mention of ditty made me thing of that.....oh, of course, it was a witty post. *ahem*)
Dark, because it was night.
Stormy, because it had rained, rusting his armor thus vexing him.
His steed had dethroned....er, thrown....um, tossed him off, quantifying his storminess.
He needed to find shelter before his metal froze.
And his armor seized up.
He stiffly steeled himself.
There, upon a dismal hill was a dismal light coming from a dismal window in a dismal domicile.
It was a foreboding abode.
He dismally creaked towards it, humming a knaughty knightly ditty.
To be continued....maybe....probably not....though I may chirp the ditty, and no, I have not forgotten the nipple painting<(from a previous post promise<yes, I did that just for the alliteration. I wonder why the mention of ditty made me thing of that.....oh, of course, it was a witty post. *ahem*)