Time might not have been good to poor old Rob Tyner (rip), but he wouldn't of had it any other way. Cause he kicked a lot of ass in his grande days. Here, not so much.
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- Archidoucheis: "It's legs-and there are ten- are like great tentacles, unjointed, and upon it's serpent necks are borne 5 mandanaed heads like nightmares of ferocity and triple serried rows of hair and deep gullets of black death. Half it's length it frolics. It's heads in the air, outside it's horrid cleft, hunting the sea around that promontory for suckle thighs, library hotts, or what bigger game. Thundering Amphitrite feeds in thousands. And no ship's company can claim to have passed it without loss and grief; It takes from every ship, one hott for every gullet."
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