My dominance as the best Jester in Sapience gives me unparalleled authority to speak for the CIJ in all matters, both foreign and domestic. Since I am both the most well-known, and most deadly, of all the jesters that were, are, and will be, I declare, sat upon my throne of banana peels and balloons, that the previous and future posts regarding the subject of cow-inspired lingerie, organization theft, and all drama related thereof is fucking funny.

Please, continue. It is more entertaining than the typical bullshit.


Penned by my hand on the 7th of Phaestian, in the year 960 AF.