Come one! Come All!!

And for those of among you who are Warder Doppelgangers, you've already read this on the Warder board..it's not getting any better, so if you've read it, don't bother doing it again. I'm really not that funny.

Now on with the actual message:

Are you bored? Bored with life? Bored with death? Do you sometimes argue with yourself? Do you ever win that argument?

All we need is 15 minutes of your time every 15 minutes to join us for cookies, breakfast or fast-paced orgies! We of the Black Tower (to be from hence on referred to as BT) are looking for those few good disturbed individuals who want to be open about their issues, feel the need to be able to discuss their issues with their other personalities out loud, in public, without being summarily executed for it or those people who simply want to randomly spout Monty python one-liners because they are not in fact crazy, they are not hearing voices, but they were just John Cleese in a previous life. We are looking for all of you! Come join us at the BT, if not to join, than at least to mingle and enjoy the extravagant lifestyle of men who can…well….pretty much get away with anything.

Z

Har!

P.S. If none of the above descriptions fit, but you are still intrigued…we’re also looking for washingwomen, swordteachers. Cookiemonsters and gardeners