Colonial Campaigns Club (CCC)

Here's an open and rare invitation for all the rebel rabble to visit His Majesty's British Army Headquarters without fear of being thrown in irons or immediately being hung on the spot. Colonel Lord Rawdon will be addressing the troops today, and invites you to hear his brief announcement. To accept the invitation please point your gnarly finger at his magnificent portraiture and press.

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<center><font color="gold"> Brigadier General Sir Phil Natta, K.C.B.</font id="gold"></center><center><font color="white">Commander-in-Chief</font id="white"></center><center><font color="red">British Army</font id="red"></center>

*The tired looking officer walks in, wearing a special set of trousers with a half inch thick leather "seat".

Hmm.... nice digs Gen'l Natta..., though one wanders why there is a trailer hitch on the front. *pokes at the gold fixtures, finger comes back with gold paint, and the dull look of lead is apparant where the paint was rubbed off* Hmm... looks like taxes are getting a bit then eh? Aren't finding it so easy to rob the noble and innocent people now, are you?

*looks in Bartholemew's dog dish* hmm.... boiled tripe? What, can't you give Cerebus steak any more? It seems you have fallen on hard times. I mean, pretty soon you will be down to having to show us your real hair!

Sir Phil,

bad idea! You should look now if all your silver spoons are still on there place.[8D]