Missionary Control, We have lift-off!

And so it was that we left Germany with an amorous 'ick bien liber dich' to Oktoberfest and an 'auf wiedersehen' to Munich that left a twinkling tear in our eye, but none more so then the Robber's, who after finally re-uniting with Tits McGee, was left to ponder what might have been if not for those nine steins.

But as they say, every torn piece of alfoil has both a shiny and dark side, and it was the Robber's destiny to glanve upon his reflection in that shiny side and see the truth, that Tits was coming in only a few short weeks to luscious Leeds to lavish the Robber's laconic lips, with lustful, longing yet loving licks. To put it bluntly, we were go for sex people!

Many moons had passed since our 'bon voyage' and our Protagonist's quest began. Many maidens heart's had fluttered, then fluttered by as the Robber fell at each hurdle, but pick himself back up he did. "They are but flesh wounds" he would quote like the Black Knight from Monty Pythons, little did he know that the holy grail he sought was the furry cup of one Tits McGee, that since laying eyes on her high upon the Austrian Tyrol, he has been like a man possessed, but not with a demonic presence, but with love.

The time was almost nigh, preparations needed to be made, every orifice scrubbed til sparkling, face shaven, sack shaven, delightful smelling oils applied. The bus arrived and there she was in all her golden glory. At dinner they were like two kids sitting alone down the side of a house at a party, if I move my hand just an centimeter more off my thigh, I'll be touching his... Then the wine flowed freely, and relaxation ensued. A short stroll home, ah they were holding hands now, you could feel the electricity between them and see the blood draining from the Robber's face. Goodnight all, door shuts and then...

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Congratulations Robber on two things, first and foremost on finding the love of a wonderful woman, you truly deserve it and continue to treat each other right. Secondly and perhaps more importantly, and I say this with much mirth to quote the Robber himself 'The king must hear of this!'

The drought is broken.

Well done son, well done.