anti-mini cheddar. They don't get cheddar than this.

Mmm! Could be the greatest cheese-knock ever!

They might well breathe. I just wish I had my own packet.

No chance. You're better by your own.

Well, that's mature.

Add some cheese to the moment, with mini-chedders, baked with real cheese.

Alright, that one worked. That was good.

We like to party.

We like. We like to party.

We have a lot of ground to cover today, so we're going to jump right in.

Did we name the island? We didn't name the island.

I don't think so.

I do not have a name for the island.

In the extreme southern seas,

in the extreme southern seas of sphere, we come across a small spot of green.

It is not far from the mainland by most skyship standards,

unless, of course, you are desperately low on fuel.

From above, it looks like a grassy, wind-swept wonderland,

except, of course, for the fact that you are in the middle of the sea,

surrounded on all sides by stretches of churn.

This is a dangerous place for any sailor.

It would be a place that people could not make a life

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