Well here it is ladies an gents, another fun filled account of The One's exploits.
This week, having heard of the beauty of the Maraudon Princess, Padre decided to make the dangerous journey to ask for her hand in marriage. Enlisting the aid of his trusty friends, Jkk, Beertje and myself (Shekin) we set off.

Along the way, we stopped for directions from a nice looking giant stone chappie. We must have caught him at a bad time because he viciously attacked us. Quite often shaking himself to bits in his anger.

Having finally found our way again we continued on.

Upon spying the Princess from afar, things did not seem right. No, this couldn't be right, she was repulsive. So digusted were we that we decided such an abomination could not be allowed to live. She was cranky alright.

Spotting a waterfall into a nice deep lake, we took a nice dip to cool off, little did we realise that the crocs in the sewer lead to this monstrosity! Enough crocodile skin to supply a handbad factory was swimming right for us. "Maybe it's an endangered species" I thought. But then I added, "Well so am I."

After we had finishing trouncing Rotgrip, we travelled on, lost and alone, in the depths of this strange place. We were beginning to wonder if we would ever find a way out, when we came across a nasty piece of work. A goblin Tinkerer by the name of Gizlock was determined that we wouldn't live to tell anyone he was there. Needless to say we said his secret was safe with us, only he had to stop trying to kill us. Very strange person.

Suddenly we remembered our magical Hearthstones!
And in a flash we were home!

And the moral of the story?
Well Padre learned to always tip the dating agency.

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	Hey, you look like my future ex-wife!		The bigger they are, the harder they fall.