♪ ♬ Good morning, {lizards} ♬ ♪

We peasants have endured the mighty hand and bienfaisance of The One and all His Self-Manufactured Glory. Sunlight cleaved the heavens as he stood on sacred ground worshipped by lowly adoring masses, slaves to their tingles and loathe to turn away their shining faces filled with hope lest The One deigned to call upon them.

And that was just the media …

{realwest} Morning luv *smoochie-smooch* Happy to see you!