pt 37: CAMELOT

Scampi: Each year, from December to December.


Peter quoth: Hark!  I have slain the evil sorceress who liveth at the edge of the forest.


Scampi: That wasn’t very nice.


Peter quoth: Nay, but for that I slew her with my goodness and incomparable beauty.


Scampi: Oh.


Peter quoth: She knew me not.  I blinded her with white light, that she could not look upon my face.


Scampi: Who do you think you are?  Sir Galahad?


Peter: No.  I don’t talk like that.


Scampi: I suppose all good things must come to an end.


Peter: Yes.  Especially when they are works of fiction.


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