December 18, 2011 08:05:43 AM
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David
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I told the princess to save herself and went to play darts in the tavern instead. Why save a damsel that keeps getting kidnapped? Besides, the job does not pay. My last dart hit the cork when the princess trudged in, she must have taken my advice. I knew I was in trouble. "You scoundrel," she yelled. "How dare you leave me to fend for myself?" All eyes on me. "My dear," I said. "Have you not heard chivalry is dead?"
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