Calling out to DreadedHermie for a game of "stoner chess"

[DreadedHermie]

...that my minions will be well treated in surrender.

As commander, my fate is sealed. An honorable death in glorious battle assures my place in the afterlife. Let all my wounds be in front!

But so that my faithful serfs, dweebs, and mooks (actually, this will teach me not to hire mercenaries from the Labor Pool) may return to their respective motherlands in safety (ignominious though it may be) I shall lay down my sword.

Now I must assemble a new army. Woops! There goes a bishop!
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DreadedHermie Reviewed by DreadedHermie on 06-06-2009. Calling out to DreadedHermie for a game of "stoner chess" P - Q4 For all who wander by, kibbitzing and commenting is encouraged.:S5: Weezard Rating: 5