And That, Sir, Is When I Yiffed The Missionary...
Descriptive, cleverly Brit-sounding words and phrases to describe this escape me:
http://www.prattle.net/archives/001659.html
Granted, the weblink there connects only to a report on the page in question. While the original page seems to no more be amongst the lviing or Internet-working (decide for yourself if a sardonic "alas" should be added here), here's just a brief hint of what to expect before you click:
This site is dedicated to spreading the Gospel in the werewolf and furry communities. It is my hope that many trans-species people will accept Jesus as their Savior through this ministry. I will explain the etymology of this website's name. I got the idea from Werewolf Tobias' tradition of calling a werewolf stronghold a House. Well, I'm a dragon, so my ideal stronghold would be a Castle. And since this is MY website where I am MASTER, I call this my Castle.
As I said, words and clever Brit-sounding descriptions escape me. Though I now have this image of a particularly deluded were-otter typing up a storm on an online message board....
Today's Lesson: there is no limit to humanity's eccentricity. (Or stupidity. The words may very well be interchangeable.)
posted by Phillip at 5:49 AM