- By: Robin Hood
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Something is amiss in Sherwood Forest.
There is thievery afoot, while treason follows closely.
It seems that in my absence there has been a rogue of my company removing gold from from the storehouse, and displacing it into the hands of whiners.
All along I have robbed from the rich and given to the poor, which is what will always be my goal.
However, and take note, I give to the poor; not only the "poor me's".
The merry men have fallen into sadness from all the stories of death and pain, and no support from the community for fun and happiness.
Friar Tuck has given up drinking, because becoming blind drunk is no longer a worthy cause. Little John is in counseling, he has seen a man larger than he that bore resemblance to Frankenstein's monster, and has lost faith in his strength. Alas, even my beloved Maid Marian has been reduced to the level of a bickering housewife.
All this must stop.
My wish is for every venomous cur to heel, and perhaps allow the merriment to begin again.
More laughing and less sobbing, capisce? (more)
