Usually when I don't show my face anywhere, people rejoice and sing madrigals and play the sacbut. Sometimes, when the air is crisp and the morning dew is like mercury poured upon the ground, I like to find homeless people and throw them into their burn barrels. Then I like to inhale the wholesome goodness and do some throat singing with my associate. Our favorite song is "Ludi" by the Dream Warriors. There was a time, however, when my associate couldn't keep up with the skill that I posess, so I shoved the pendant on my necklace through his throat and twisted it around, tearing the insides to shreds.
Fear cometh near and only deer have the beer so like an old seer I use one tier to pass the year so the hecklers jeer and the pedo's peer as if they can't hear so I leer and throw a jagged gear through the rear and he veers off course so I killed the queer. Meercat.