The King:
Who stands out there?
The Wizard:
Your loyal subjects. Come to pay their monthly tribute.
The King:
Send me one.
The Wizard:
Sir?
The King:
Send one of those fellows in here.
The Wizard:
Which sir?
The King:
I don't care. Send me that lowely stupid looking one that's covered with dust. Who's he?
The Wizard:
The miller, sir, with his sack of flour.
The King:
He'll do.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:33