It was nighttime... and I was Luthering around the park, my Bran wondering about the recent fight I've gotten into.

"In all Sergiosness, you need some help with that Magression of yours." a voice behind me remarked.

"Sodis is the time for you to chastise me again? Loch, I knew that it was wrong for me to fight."

"Trent why did you do it? It's not like it was a matter of life and death."

"Sure, it wasn't. But it was a matter of principle. Now, stop being a Lich and get off my case."

"There maybe Merith in what you say but I won't. It's only a Matah of time that these fights you get into will bring you Al'troble."

"Eesh, fine. You won't Lance-off my case until I let you get your Weiss."

"Good boy. Besides, your fiancée... I'm sure Shidas not like a man who gets into all kinds Atroble."

"Don't drag her into Ziz."

"Of course I won't. You, her, and I, Heidt it when I do."

"At least you know that."

Then came a few moments of curse silence...

"It's better to talk about this over a few rounds of beer, Amyrite?"

"Agreed."

EDIT: Maybe "Pun time" would have been a better thread title.