Moses died at 120 years old
[Crowley had visited the library again in yet another attempt to find where his missing angel had got to. Instead of an angel, he's returned to his room with a book of bizarre holidays. Why? Well, you never know when this sort of information can come in handy]
So, apparently today is Monkey Day. For those of you with a simian bent, which come to think of it is a large proportion of the castle, this is the day for you. Eat strange and exotic fruit, throw your own leavings around, or dangle from the chandelier. Nah, It'll hold your weight. Probably.
What will they think of next? National Cat Herders Day? [Page turn] Oh. Never mind.
[[ooc: No really]]
So, apparently today is Monkey Day. For those of you with a simian bent, which come to think of it is a large proportion of the castle, this is the day for you. Eat strange and exotic fruit, throw your own leavings around, or dangle from the chandelier. Nah, It'll hold your weight. Probably.
What will they think of next? National Cat Herders Day? [Page turn] Oh. Never mind.
[[ooc: No really]]