IAmMrPositive

IAmMrPeckerwood.

Name change, please.

So shall it be, Positivus Maximus, Harbinger of Afflicted Lions, Baron of Mordengard, land of loose morals, looser women, compromised integrity and the smitiest performers of smiting of Rolfheim. Agree? Asks Rolf.

Rolf chooses the name of one in the playground turned Grand Duchy of the mightiest of brilliant Rolf's, proclaims Rolf.

Believe in oathes of fealty, Rolf does not, as loyalty is best shown through action and not word, proclaims Rolf. Rolf states that thee shall be given a fiefdom of mighty Rolfheim, said thee being able to name said fiefdom whatever said thee wishes, proclaims Rolf. All that is required is tax revenue from the fiefdom of thee and the sword of thee to smite the enemies of the Grand Duchy, proclaims Rolf.

A position in the Grand Duchy of Rolfheim, be thee interested? Rolf requests of thee. What role does thee wish to play? Asks Rolf.

LOL, that's crazy cuz this morning I was telling Error how I always loved the illustrations and stories from those books when I was a kid. His response was : No wonder you're so funked up 4j.

Rolf had only one relative to serve in the Navy, the great grandfather of Rolf served in the Mediterranean and then the Pacific during WWII and happened to be one of the few transferred before said ship went on it's last voyage and met it's fate against a German commerce raider, states Rolf, he was a BM.

And what is thee to be doing in the Navy? Asks Rolf.

Boot camp eh? eh's Rolf, which service? Asks Rolf.

Yo, what parts of Mississippi are you in, man?