Can that blasted Roster keep its beak shut for once in its simple life! Some of us do not need to be told that it is morning. Anyone can tell when it is morning by looking outside. Such a useless job. Almost as useless as the guards in this cell, judging from the timing of teatime. And the bloody things screech all day in any case…How many mornings are there in a day?

Hey. I resent that. What I do is vital in the legal system of our kingdom.

Oh please. Your specious legal system is to toss us into cells, and leave us here to die of starvation or these squalid quarters. And uhm, what are you guarding exactly?

Just shut-up and give us another one of those silly tales of yours! Or I’ll take away your pinkle break again.

Well I… I’m uh. Very well. Let us settle our discussion on useless jobs by peering into the past of some jobs that have no real significance to society. Plucking a feather from our noisy friend here, we shall scribe open a veil to the world of, Ramble Shamble. Someone grab that damn thing!

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