My Champion by Glynnis Campbell
My buffoons!

My buffoons!

The hero’s clueless wretchedness could have sunk an island.

Well, the tunes here certainly are dry…

The heroine really needs to be put down.

The hero is a piece of dung-smeared rancid meat that deserves to be tarred.

This is nothing at all like the movie in terms of style and atmosphere. It’s an entirely different kind of awesome.

Boring! Boring! Boring!

The other guy is far more interesting than the hero and the heroine, oh well.

I would love to pull the wings off the heroine with my bare hands.
