This, my hearties, is my coatee - the uniform jacket I am supposed to wear on parade and for battle. I don’t want to complain, but I’ve been dragging it around Europe for years now and
as you can see, it’s threadbare, patched and almost coming apart at the seams. It’s about time the good King George buys me a new one. Unfortunately that won’t happen before Christmas, so I guess it has to hold out for another season.
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