Ghost of a flea

We thank the Flea for putting us on the roll.

The Flea need not think of me as scary. Only my mortal enemies need think of me that way. All other enemies are ignored. Thus far all mortal enemies who have chosen to challenge have been sent to collect their virgins or raisins, depending on which man of the faith's interpretation they choose to believe, or have otherwise seen the errors of their ways and dropped off the 'mortal' list.

As a member of the ABCA alliance (even if the C is sometimes not allowed to come out and play by Mummy in Ottawa) you may call on me, as well as B & A, for assistance, which will be gladly given. You might not like your Mess Bill after we're done, however.

I was one of the few to note your casualties, too. I remember my friends, especially the Paras and Gunners, though I am kind to tankers and aviators, as they are needful of charity, having been dropped on their heads as children.

So, Flea - no worries, just give me 2 days notice before you visit the house so I can get the collars off the dogs! And we can go shoot that Canadian-made Hi-Power!