food and wine, you who are the oldest and wisest of all ...
my guest in my humble dwelling, King Emoacre.
... I have a problem. In fact, two.
Sit on the block.
The jester ran away with the Queen ...
I'm listening.
... morale is disintegrating, all looking at me with suspicion, laugh a little, I do not envy the most.
What disgrace.
I have increased the number of beheadings public, but, incredibly enough, this seems to have unnerved, food and wine.
Strange.
It is.
ball gazing?
Please.
I seek.
Lost?
I'd put it right here.
Have you looked behind the TV?
Here.
A lot?
No, not really.
...
Idreco icostra donocon.
...
The spectacular is concentrated.
food and wine, please, do not talk in riddles.
The breasts of the queen must return to court ...
That 's what I tell myself.
Do not interrupt.
Sorry.
With this powerful filter you can regain your trappings.
E 'yogurt.
that.
Old lout, how do I give drink to the queen in the filter drain?
fact that complicates things. Emoacre But, I have seen grow your bis-bis-great-grandmother, your great-great-grandmother, your great grandmother ...
I'm falling asleep.
... your grandmother, your mother and that of godless Aurocefalo, your son ...
Come to the point before you twist the nose.
... and now you treat me in this latter fashion?! Turn to someone else your robes!
you cut off your head.
This I had not expected.
Solitude you have weakened the minivello.
The what?!
Oplà!
... And this is the second problem that afflicts me.
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