........sausage stuffing and BBQ where he invites all his friends Hamburg, DVOR, Smoking Bananas, the town clerk and all the aunties in celebration of..........

.................the new youtube where he is able to hide his true feelings from the board of weasels......


Board of Weasels

......where he is their food for fodder, but doesn't care as long as his snarky needs are met, the bandwidth and the chair width, as he frollicks around the internet and virtual basements of the world. He
decrees to himself,"I shall always be at the foot and call of the new Planet of the Weasels. I shall be their Bright Eyes and they my protectors. And I shall be forever......."

..............a snarky basement dwelling troll. Meanwhile the heinous weasel known as Diane had begun to...........

......secretly dig into resident's records for later use, and to plan her retirement and quick get away. She began to lay the groundwork for next level of the invasion and began planning the newpaper releases and the timing. Her motto being 'a well timed release is like a snarky tool'. So began her reign of........

..........insidious terror upon the unsuspecting plebes of Rotterdam. The heinous weasel Diane was also plotting the queens demise, secretly she.................

...........is planning her vacations around her required 1 day of work per year so she can..............

.....collect all the pierogies throughout the town. As payment to the metroplex for it's 'donation' to Rotterdam she would offer up the town's supply of pierogies exposing DVOR's allegience and
internet dittling. There would be no more BBQ in Rotterdam until Asland returned to reclaim the town and bring it back to it's former self. This would be accomplished only if.....

...........a trio of Nubian sausages were to enter through the queen's rear door. A situation he doth long for and...................

... if he were to engage in a bizarrely intense session of Christ-worship at the Polish-American Catholic Church where it was thought  in his own feeble and childish mind that doing so would bring relief from the guilt. The guilt that had plagued him. Eaten away at him. The guilt that had bored deeply into his unreasoned soul. The guilt of his simmering lust for sodomy with college aged and smooth-bodied boys. Always nagging at him and distracting him from his visions of ever greater grandeur which played themselves out on the blog like a Shakespearean drama. Knowing full well that in a town like Rotterdam such perversion would be the subject of scorn or even worse. How could he find a way to turn back the hands of time and expunge the YouTube records? HOW?

How indeed, for he had littered his you of tube with false clues, still those wise in the way of the tube were able to surmise his devious plan.............it was discovered he still drooled nightly over such as Damian McGinty and others who produced the warm feelings in his loins. He the hideous queen would not be denied his perverted pleasures so he..............

...declared an end to his lusts. Doing so would be as effective as asking the rivers to run away from the sea. Expecting his lust to be sated through political henchmanism alone could be likened to asking the Sun to shine through the night on the Kingdom. Nay, it would be impossible. Yet he buried his feelings and denied his lust. And he spawned a new alter-ego to shield his id. He found that creating new identities was easy and that everyone would be fooled! No more would he leer at teen boys as they expounded on dating, music and culture on YouTube under his REAL name. An alias would fool all of his blood enemies and could not be found out. He had learned through many battles on the blog that his devious tactics could fools many. He could simply log out and log in and be a NEW man. Although most, who had decided to accept reality, would recognize him as the Queen he is. But there was always the Board of Weasels and the Sheriff of Colonial Manor- Sir Harry Buffardi- who would BELIEVE in him...

..........and trust he would fill the fiefdoms coffers so they could maintain their hold on the poor plebes of Rotterdam.  Sir Harry and other weasels of the board also worshiped at the feet of the golden cash cow known as Metro-Plexi and it was their wish to......

.....rule Rotternarnia with the Queen and her henchmen. There would be no darker days than the ones upon the plebians of Rotternarnia. The Queen would woo her followers in the frolicking in fragrant grasses of the Memorial Park of the
masses, with that mid summer night's howling everyone knows so well. They would come from yonder and hither to worship and feed at her feet. Those who do not partake shall have none for the wintering. For the days
of wintering are upon the town, harsh times where the scales are weighted and there is none to carry the battle axe for the plebs. For the Queen's footmen walk about and tarry with the plebs at large, watching and waiting for any that
speak of truth, for it is their job to squash the truth and keep the Queen. DVOR is as the tax collector and spender without regard of the plebs and their plight. For he has eyes for the Queen, he is her personal eunich. His much
favorite job is to................

.................feed her goat entrails. Fried goat entrails, sauteed goat entrails, barbecued goat entrails, goat entrails on toast which she.........