ah, thanks FH!

*runs to the walls of Bruges, shouting at the French forces, miles away by now: "Yeah you'd better run you silly French knnnnnniggets. I wipe my nose in your general direction. Your father was a hamster, and your mother smelled of elderberries. We Flemish Swabians sure showed you" He is dragged away by embarrased town guards*

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