Whenever someone says ‘the peasants arrive’ or any other demeaning term, I always wonder: do they remember that peasant mobs have wiped out more royal lines, nations, religions, and cities than literally any other thing in the history of humanity? That and: are they filthy peasants or normal peasants?
You just know that they have their journals from high school tucked away somewhere, crammed full of free verse about the pain of existence.
Plus Evanescence lyrics and poems about crushes who never spoke to them.
“Oh, woe is me! I throw a Masque of the Red Death Party, and everyone brought chips but no dip!”
Hey, an Edgar Allan Poe party could be fun!…well, okay, maybe not fun, but there would have to be a ton of alcohol (and that usually equals fun)!
Its all fun an games untill the pendulum swings through.
are the peasants pleasant?
Only if they are led by Donald Pleasance.
Nah. They’re revolting.
Whenever someone says ‘the peasants arrive’ or any other demeaning term, I always wonder: do they remember that peasant mobs have wiped out more royal lines, nations, religions, and cities than literally any other thing in the history of humanity? That and: are they filthy peasants or normal peasants?
“Dennis, there’s some lovely filth down here!”