An army of 300 men (and their fearless leader) walk off to war, each wearing: a leather nappy/speedos, a red cape, a sword, and toting a helmet and a spear. No camp (or heterosexual or other preference) followers, no pack mules, no nothing. They get to the "hot gates" aka Thermopylae (for gawd's sake!), and two days later, Leonidas happens to say: "Eat hearty, my men!"* OK, what were they eating/going to eat??? Seagulls? The enemy?? Each other???? Their codpieces?! Colour me idiotic...
And in other needless news/information, which Serenity character are you?
You are Kaylee Frye (Ship Mechanic)
|You are good at fixing things.|
You are usually cheerful.
You appreciate being treated
with delicacy and specialness.
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The odd thing is, Kaylee is the character with whom I have always identified, and who is the only thoroughly "nice" person on the whole ship... Roll on, that "delicacy and specialness" treatment... I'm waiting... any time now is good... (I have the day off tomorrow...)!
Yours after 2/3 of a bottle of Yellowglen...
Tournee du Chat Noir
And yes, we did kick some kitty arse last weekend - more info when I am sober enough to type in English!
* While chomping down an apple, which presumably he kept stuffed down the front of his speedos, which explained the peculiar attraction he held for his wife...
Oh, and, still waiting.... that "delicacy and specialness treatment"... all agog, I've blocked out 4 hours tomorrow.... any takers...?????