Onward and upward! Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more. Let your freak flag fly! Let it shine like a beacon as you parade down the terraces of whatever fair city you happen to be terrorizing. Don’t stop for anyone or any thing. Keep marching. Even if the entire city is on fire: you keep going. Don’t let any man, woman, child, government, or armed militia stand in your way. When the going gets rough, you keep going. And send me postcards whenever you raze somewhere interesting.

Make sure you wear clean underwear. I can’t give you any good reasons why you should, but it will help with chafing. I don’t think you’ll have any problems with the ducks, but I wouldn’t trust them as far as I could throw them. I don’t have any more advice for you, but I don’t think you’ll need any. I can see that you have everything well in hand. So long. Farewell. Auf Wiedersehen. Goodnight. Godspeed, you funky fellows!