Below are some nifty badges you can put on your site by singing at the Puking Peasant. Take your pick, take them all…. If you earned them.
Are you tired of the same ole chain letter awards? I want to change that here at Brother’s Campfire so you have a high level of satisfaction for your blogging awards.
Dont get “nominated”, Earn one!
Today, I am awarding Rachel the prestigious Puking Peasant Award for her incredible talent at the Puke. If you want this Award, sing an awful song and submit it.
Remember, lots of young people read my site and we will not be offending them.
Make sure you subscribe to her site. She has amazing stories and you are missing out!
Any of the links go to her song, which I do not claim any rights to. Great Job, Rachel! Now the story….
The Puking Peasant Inn was notorious for it’s Screaming Peaches, but it was also known as a place to gather information. Sailors from all over the world stopped in La Longi to resupply and with it came many stories of far away places.
Rachel, a storyteller, was on a journey to know, to explore, to experience new cultures. As she downed a mug of simmering cider and ate the world famous rolls the Puking Peasant provided, she became wistful for home.
Galvin the Bard was known for his absolutely amazing entertainment, but today, he was really not doing well at all. Finally, Rachel was fed up with it. She joined the rowdy crowd and began throwing rolls at Galvin just like everyone else. “Cook us a cheese burger for these rolls,” she shouted!
Though she was not nearly the loudest, everyone turned and looked at Rachel. It was very quiet. A large sailor missing an eye and peg for a leg looked her up and down. “What did you say, me lady?”
Rachel tried to muster her courage. This was no time to show weakness. ” I said cook me a cheeseburger, mate, what’s it to you?”
“Wots a cheeseburger?”
Rachel had assumed everyone knew what a cheeseburger was. “It is a bit of meat, in between a roll with cheese melted on top.” I love me cheeseburger with all me heart,” she declared.
Rachel had a faraway look in her eyes and thought of home. Forgetting everyone was there, she burst into song.
This Is Her Song Click there for a YT of it.
Quietly, they listened. The hardest of men were touched by her love of the cheeseburger. Perhaps the cooks would consider making it a menu item. The End
Congratulations, Rachel! You can now say,