Being of a Civil Service persuasion, I can chew the fat with the best of them in this manner till the cows come home to roost. It's practically second nature to me, in effect. However, at the end of the day, by and large, taking one thing with another so to speak as it were, he that pays the piper calls the shots; and so on your own weary heads be it ever so humble if the penny drops that you have bitten off more than you can chew. We must fight fire with fire in these dark days of wine and roses, taking solace that quitters never win fair lady nor come to the sudden realisation that the proof of the pudding is at the end of the tunnel, at the drop of a hat, for anyone with an axe to grind; and forge ahead through these troubled waters until we get to the promised land of milk and two sugars. Only then can we lay down our burden, rest on our laurels and hardly bear thinking about a tough job well done.
Or words to that effect.
Or words to that effect.
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'
