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Everybody hum along to Elton John's Great Seal:
So tell me, Great Seal,
How does it feel
To be so wise?
Te-ell me, Great Se-e-eal.
Ravenne: OK, right now, the Great Seal looks like a roaming circus act. It needs to be caged up in a box, a golden border, if you will. Sort of like a national crest or coat of arms.
AmEx called. I told them the check is in the mail. That oughta hold 'em off for a while, betcha nobody ever thought of that before.
RE: Bestiary/Zoo
Let's call it a zoo. We can claim tax exempt status, get some grant money for "research," and charge admission. Rickey can take care of the angry, abused, sick, discarded, 3-legged animals with chest colds. Krisk can play with the cuddly ones. And they can share in the care of the mythological beasties breeding program. (We will make a fortune selling breeding pairs of wyverns and gryphons!)
Clever how Red is drawing a paycheck, but Sir has to cash them. My dad did that once with his dog. He was retired and limited in how much he could earn without impacting his pension. So he was a security guard with a german shepherd. His paychecks were made out to the dog, but he had to cash them for it.
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