My name is Roger Crowley...


You may know me by my wickedness.

On Thursday I saw an owl in my garden. 'Let the mayhem commence' I sneered as I kicked the wise bird in the face. Unfortunately on this occasion the owl was a stone one that I used to decorate my rockery. And as I was barefoot at the time I badly stubbed my toe. My plan had failed. But next time believe me my friends, the owl will be real and all who pass will see my wickedness as his feathery face explodes against my boot. Oh yes, one day you will all see my power...

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"Did you see what Gaahd just did to us, man?"

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