Delusions of Grandeur

Sometimes I pretend to carry a wand like Glynndah.:eek:

I don't bother. I employ Doctor Dee.

If anything needs carrying, I have retainers. One is carrying his sign of office - the very sharp executioner's axe.

I don't have delusions of grandeur. I have the real thing.
 
I don't bother. I employ Doctor Dee.

If anything needs carrying, I have retainers. One is carrying his sign of office - the very sharp executioner's axe.

I don't have delusions of grandeur. I have the real thing.

Real delusions? Cool!
 
I have delusions of unimportance. Come to find out it's because I'm not flourishing enough. Shees, if only I had met Glynnda earlier.:heart:
 
Yes, sir. {And I don't use that term lightly.}

Thank you. I'm sure you want to continue to keep your head.

Please don't ask for a French swordsman instead of my executioner. French swordsmen have to be imported and cost money. I'll only go to that expense for soon-to-be ex-wives.
 
Thank you. I'm sure you want to continue to keep your head.

Please don't ask for a French swordsman instead of my executioner. French swordsmen have to be imported and cost money. I'll only go to that expense for soon-to-be ex-wives.
As long as that axe is honed to a razor's edge and the wielder is skilled, I will be satisfied with your choice.
 
Thank you. I'm sure you want to continue to keep your head.

Please don't ask for a French swordsman instead of my executioner. French swordsmen have to be imported and cost money. I'll only go to that expense for soon-to-be ex-wives.


Just don't hire the bumbler who did Mary, Queen of Scots.



 
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