Tag: percival-everett

Ahem. Well, well, well… what do we have here? Another year, another aerial bombardment. I must say, you humans are a curious species. A little bird drops its business on you and you act like it’s a sign from the heavens. In a way, it is but not for the reasons you lot think. Back…

Well, well, well… if it isn’t you lot, still flapping about like headless pigeons while I, Sir Percival, lounge luxuriously on a celestial windowsill overlooking eternity. Yes, I’m dead. No, I don’t miss you. But I do keep tabs because someone has to maintain standards around here. Let me tell you something about life, peasants:…