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"MINe 109" emitted :

Hmmm, seems like we hit a nerve there, Arny.

For sure. I'm greatly saddened to see you jump on the same filthy train,
reciting the same old same old grotesquenesses. Maybe the same sources
could
help you along with your situation with your mother...

What on earth could he mean? I hope he's not fantasizing about
grotesque acts of indecency.

Altogether now..

Good King Wenceslas last looked out.
On the Feast of Stephen ...

Couple of days yet! Besides, it's "on his feets uneven".

Aah.. you must be referring to the popular rhyme :

Good King sauerkraut, look out!
On his feets uneven.
While the snow lay runabout,
Nine and ten, eleeven.

And a pogo crispness to you, too! Deck us all,

Stephen