hey dad

My son, the day you were born, the very forests of Puglia whispered the name: "Business..."
My child, I watched with pride as you grew into a weapon... of pugliness.
Remember, our line has always ruled with wrinkles and snorts, and I know you will show restraint when exercising your GREAT power.
But the truest victory, my son, is stirring the hearts of your people.
I tell you this, for when my days have come to an end, YOU shall be king.

good mordecai

likes pugs, would play with again

♥♥♥♥ ♥♥♥♥♥

+rep good player and respectable