Well, it's certainly nice to have Stew back.

Of course, I really just wrote this to push the naked death post down a bit. (You can wait to read that after you're done with this one. There are no pictures, if that helps.)

Still, even a newly-minted, self-made dictator like myself, Generalissimo Earl Franco, erm...Fando, needs a few lackeys about to rough up the malcontents.

Therefore, Stew, I command you to run out right now and strike Nuffy across the face with a feather-duster. That ought to get him and his allergies in line rather quickly.

Well, if you can find him...