Bear witness to the dark middle portion of our saga, that archetypal depressing mid-arc episode so relished by internet cretins. A concise yet clammy contraption of romance, international intrigue and suggestions of popes in bondage - Alias Super Caligula.
I awoke pierced by barbs of the warbling drarbs in
the land of Holy Frijoles, a drunken evening slept off in the back of a dump
truck filled with cactus stumps in a desolate desert filled with jealous
jezebels and jingle bells.