All your holy armies got nothin’ on my Spoon of Decimation.

Dave is a really good player. He’s hardly ever in his room, or he’s always there with the door closed, hard to locate, and his facebook picture meets all the rules without actually showing his face. He’s excellent. But I convinced Rebekah (see the Campus- Wide game) to bring him over to Late Night, and though she pondered selling me out, she didn’t. I waited calmly until I caught sight of my assistant, caught up to them, and struck.

Sorry, Dave. You play an excellent game.

Almighty and most merciful Father, we humbly beseech Thee, of Thy great goodness, to restrain these immoderate rains with which we have had to contend. Grant us fair weather for Battle. Graciously hearken to us as soldiers who call upon Thee that, armed with Thy power, we may advance from victory to victory, and crush the oppression and wickedness of our enemies, and establish Thy justice among men and nations. Amen

And when the fourth seal was opened the beast shouted “come out!” A green horse with a pale rider came out. The rider was death, and hell followed. The day of damnation has thus come and no mercy shall be shown. Especially to the Ori, who says to be honorable but shall be judged like all the rest…...let the blood spill forth.