What do we want? We have what we want. We're out for the first time in hundreds of years.
What happened to the churches? Where are the ladies in their wimples with sly lying eyes and sweet tasting lips? Where are the fat friars and the sanctimonious priests? Those Janus faced thieves, publicly displaying their faith and privately concealing their sins?
Me and my brothers and my loveliest sister, we tease and we promise. Pride, greed, lust and envy hide in men's hearts. Gluttony, wraith and sloth make a public display.
We're out, we're here, and we intend to stay.
