Agaib, but we don't talk about him.
The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. THAT is why I am...
^ cannot be voted for sock Pope because ^ does not condemn every barefoot wanderer verbally and prophetically as he meets them.
< My first sock-papal decree will be that socks with sandals is no longer a faux-pas thus swelling the ranks for the upcoming sock-crusade.
V Captain in the His Sockliness's 95th Rifles. Will play a major roll in the upcoming wars.