So you think you want to be entertained by a lovable, enigmatic, frequently inebriated bard that gets the job mostly done almost none of the time.

‘Takes Drink’

You signed up, so it’s already to late to rethink your life choices.

Unless you want your soul to feel like it’s been dragged through a goblin shit pit then I suggest you don’t read the divine chronicles of my life. 

At a bare minimum you’ll regret reading it at least twice as much I regretted doing it.