"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."

Sunday, 14 March 2010

A Tale Of Mickey The Blogger

In which he bites off more than he can chew, falls asleep on the job but lives happily ever after - perhaps:

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