Kakao-Skill

Tuesday, 1st of October, the year of Our Lord, 1719 Dear Diary, Ordinarily, I never had a chance to sleep in, but Master Zechariah says that I have been working extra and deserve a rest today. So sleeping in late was a welcomed treat. 'Tis true that I've gathered enough crops and apples for the good people of Old Williamsburg, and you will NOT find any worms or blemishes in the apples. I believe in taste and quality, by God. Earlier today, I was approached by the local bar keep and he asked me how much would he charge me for one of my bushels to make his famous Hard Cider. I told him to name his price and he said I would receive pay

~saysplz (https://www.deviantart.com/saysplz) Awright geeezzaa! Aye, I know Laughin' Jack was created by da angels in 'eaven accordin' ter 'is story, an' 'e ain't me blood son. I was wiv me uvver fellow circus freaks an' killer clown family, scarin' da shi' aaaht ov some brat'y little children an' ge'in' wasted, when I saw LJ wonderin' fruff da fairgrounds. So, me an' 'im 'ave a farfer/son relashunship. Hey, so even if 'e ain't me blood son, 'e's me boy. Gawdon Bennet! And if yer wondering, I am a cockney killer clown. ;p