Sweetrolls this way.----><----Ye be over-encumbered.

Gratings to ye, my wild angels!

I pray ye are all well and in comfortable ways? Good. I be pleased to hear that, for about to bark at ye for a while, I am. This one has somethung to tell ye.
DO NOT STEAL MY WHURK AND UPLOAD IT ELSEWHERE! }8>0 *BELLOWHOWL*..It seems that someone out there has decided it be alright if they 'borrow' my whurk and paste it uppe on the photobucket. Kicks the photobucket, I do. {X>{
..That aside, I have somethung else to tell ye! I woke uppe this morn and discovered that I had dropped my ghost onto the bhedclothes of the sleepingmachine. Upon closer examination, it seems it be no spektyr, but merely my entire skin. Puts it back on like a sock, I does, and nobody need know I fell out of myself. Apart from ye merrish devils, of course! Ho,ho,ho.
I've got whurms again! Yae, there be dragons in my thinkplace, and all that I have promised ye has decayed into another spate of drakedom. I apple logge to ye all, for my hands do not heed what the thinkspunge dictates. As ever, I be helpless when inkhe hits the papyr. That be why Gadroon cannot whurk like a proper artyst, and is a wretched mess of bones and fingyrs and teapotte.
My materials arrived! Huzzah! Now I have a full spektrum of colours again, and for this I be thankfilled. Perhappy I may draw somethung more vidiful than the previous efforts. {:>}

With affliktion and vast sediments,
-Your Gadroon.