Heart of the City by Steenz for April 28, 2002
Dean: But what's this?! Doth thou dare insult me?! Hath thou no value for that which can only be bestowed by divine authority?! Then prepare, pitiful wastrel, to meet thy maker! En garde! Yaa-a! Heart: Let me guess...fruit chunks and cocktail swords for dessert again. Dean: Does my Mom know me or what?