Hey, you idiots! Listen here, and listen well!
No, the ash isn’t “magic.” Nor will wallowing in it going to help you fools. It’ll stop eventually, and you’ll all find something else to whine about. However, I can assure you, the ash rain is the least of your worries.
In 1816, the year after I kicked Napoleon’s French ass back to exile (with
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