“Im gonna give Stefano points for using a name that isn’t something lame like... Grimshank the mighty, Trogdor of Kindlerealm or Queerhands Fondlesex the Elvan lord...

I actually worked in a bookstore for a brief period of time so I had the pleasure, if by pleasure I mean intense mental anguish and suffering, of sorting and stacking just about ever romance novel known to man and just about all of them had a main character by the name Stefano… so I had my opponent picked to be a long haired Spanish sex god with the rippling muscles and the torn shirt and the dumbarse chick who defines herself by the man she’s with making a total mockery of that whole woman’s rights thingy, heh stupid women, but then I remembered Stefano plays blood bowl, which none of the Stefano’s in the books do… so my imagination kinda pushed him down a whole bunch of pounds or possible a whole lot more gave him some glasses and pictured him listening to heavy metal because for some reason people who play this game seem to think crappy music makes them cooler… oh and the chick… yeah… right…

The game itself fucking rocked… finally I got to play a game of BLOODbowl and not the sissy arse… “Lets not foul cause I got beat up all through high school and have low self esteem,” type games that the majority of you nerds play… if more of you guys started thinking like Stefano here maybe you wouldn’t have to get your mum to knit your mittens to your jacket anymore…

I got bad news for all you history fans though… my medieval history lecturer the great John Ward once told me that Hypnotised mental patients claiming to be reincarnated French Cathers from the 12th Century is a possible source for history on Heretics… well Mr Doctorate in History reincarnation doesn’t exist and now your fucking dead…

As for Alcibiades I think Plutarch’s anecdotes describe the late man best:
<I>“Once being hard pressed in wrestling, and fearing to be thrown, he got the hand of his antagonist to his mouth, and bit it with all his force; and when the other loosed his hold presently, and said, "You bite, Alcibiades, like a woman." "No," replied he, "like a lion."</I> [1]
well Alcibiades whatever you say doesn’t mean squat… you suck and your dead too…

Well it I’m off to write what I hope will be next years best selling Romance novel
‘ Stefano and his miniatures: the nerd that loved me’

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[1] Plutarch lives, Alcibiades, 2
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