Combine Kafka, Umberto Eco, Garrison Keillor, and gibberish base into a warm, dry bowl. Beat until smooth. Season to the occasion.
What Is Your Battle Cry?
Yea, verily: Who is that, skulking out of the fields! It is Hradcany, hands clutching a vorpal blade! And with a bloodthirsty roar, his voice cometh:
"Ares, God of War, be praised! I swear that on this night, you shall dine in hell!"
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