When the going gets weird

By Slybacon

Ramsay in silhouette

"I hate a drunkard or a glutton;
Yet, I'm nae fae to wine and mutton.
Then, for the fabric of my mind;
'Tis mair to mirth than grief inclined.
I rather choose to laugh at folly,
Than shew dislike by melancholy."

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