#cardinal barone

[zhoras-bitch]

The Cardinal of the Church just happened to adopt the one in a billion time catcher whose power is instantly recognizable since birth because of her unique eye color. Uh-huh.

[alaydbug]

lou and siobhan enjoyed being baron WAY too much they were giggling and kicking their fucking feetsies the whole time.

[dluebirb]

So. ABOUT THAT FIC I PROMISED-

In my defence I got invited to a social function with people I want to be around, so what else was I supposed to do-

minor setbacks.

uhhh @justletmereadmycomics @fanatess @theosb0rnway you guys usually like this stuff?? Here ya go lol

This is part of my Cardinal Rules series, but you don't have to read it to make sense of this! Barely. If you want to get caught up on it, it is over here on Ao3!

Fic link on Ao3: Here

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The Housing Situation

Mikey’s POV

Mikey had recently concluded that living off warm, half-melted food in a tank was not optimal sustenance.

Don’t get him wrong, Mikey was overjoyed to have any food, given that the entire kitchen was barren, but only so much could be done with fruit snacks, pop tarts, and granola bars. He had a sinking feeling that with another meal, somebody might puke, and he wouldn’t blame them. Meals were always after training, anyway.

“What’s on the menu t’night, Miguel?” Leo asked, sheathing his twin katana and stretching on his tiptoes.

“If you say anything involving fruit snacks for the next month, I swear—” Casey Senior growled.

“Well, we don’t not have fruit snacks?”

Casey Senior grumbled, and Donnie’s mouth became a line.

“I’m getting fast food!” April decided and stuck her bat into her bag, zipping it up and slinging one strap over her shoulder.

“Yay, April!” Leo cheered and raised an arm, still holding one of his swords, into the air.

“Anyone got a request?”

“Anywhere but Wendy’s,” Donnie grumbled.

“Starbucks.”

“We’re not getting JUST Starbucks!” April groaned. “I’ll just raid Fred Meyers. Text me if you want anything specific.”

“No cold stuff unless you can buy a cooler!” Splinter reminded her.

April gave a thumbs-up as she stuck her phone in her pocket. “Be back in forty-five minutes, tops. If I’m not, then I’m probably dying.”

“April!”

“It’s a joke!” she reassured as she ascended the stairs to the outside world.

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By April's return, Donnie was konked out on the couch, battle shell discarded on the ground next to him.

The small spines on his shell were finally uncompressed and puffed out a bit, no longer flattened to the rest of his shell. Soft snores occasionally came from the vicinity, face twitching slightly as Mikey undid his mask, removed his goggles, and set them aside.

“Yeah, baby!” Mikey cheered quietly with a giant grin as he saw April’s bags.

“Everyone say ‘Thank you, April,’” Splinter instructed them from where he was rifling through what little they did have.

A chorus of ‘thank you April’s rang around the room, and she put the bags down on the remnants of a broken table with a soft thud.

“Yo, Dee! Donnie. Wake up, bro,” Leo muttered, poking their purple brother insistently until the soft snores turned to a singular grunt.

“Nardo.”

“April brought food.”

“Finally! Some good news!”

“You’re welcome, Dee!” April called, cupping a hand around her mouth.

“Yes, yes, thank you, and such,” Donnie muttered, not quietly as he stood, and April could tell that he noticed his apparent lack of accessories but decided to let it be in the meantime.

The group leaned in to inspect April’s relatively simple wares and, save for microwaveable pizzas and breakfast burritos, much of the ‘grab-and-go’ variety. But, such was life.

“Reluctant sigh. Who knew that carbonated beverages could taste so good,” Donnie hummed as he downed one, in a move that Mikey thought was highly uncharacteristic for him.

“I did,” Leo retorted. “And so did anyone with taste, bro.”

Donnie gave him a sharp glare and bonked him on the head with the can before dropping it into a haphazardly labeled ‘recicling’ bag.

“This bag says ‘resi-clean’. Recycling is spelled with a ‘y’, dumdums.”

Raph gave Donnie a light glare in return, and with a black marker, crossed out the offending phrase, and wrote ‘ryclicling’.

“What? No! Instead of the ‘i’, not the ‘e’!”

“Oh, come on! You gotta give Raph something to work with, Dee!” Raph explained, and Mkey couldn’t help but giggle as he crossed out ‘ryclicling’, replacing it with ‘reciclyng’.

“THE OTHER ‘I’!”

“THEN YOU GOTTA TELL RAPH THAT!” Raph shouted back, sweat pooling on his forehead.

“UNLESS SPECIFIED, IT’S ALWAYS THE FIRST LETTER!”

Donnie and Raph gave each other equal looks of frustration and desperation, and Raph finally crossed it out, writing ‘recycling.’

“Oh, thank Pizza Supreme in the Sky.”

Ignoring his brothers, Mikey rifled through April’s bags, which, aside from real food, included three air mattresses, Pez dispensers, and parts of a bed set. Mikey took some paper plates from another of April’s bags.

“Protein bars and dried fruit, as the world intended!”

Mikey smiled to himself and arranged a relatively nutritious plate for each of them. Or as nutritious as one could get with protein bars and dried fruit. Contrary to April’s apparent beliefs, they were not as the world intended.

Though, he realized it might be safer for Casey Junior. The guy sometimes could have taken better to actual food as he did to non-perishables like beans or butter. Mikey had no idea how half a stick of butter was less toxic for his stomach than an excellent old-fashioned PB&J., And Mikey was pretty sure he wasn’t allergic either!

“Say, what’s with the air mattresses in the other bags, Apes?” Leo asked conversationally, and April carefully chewed her dried banana slice before answering.

“Figured that since Mike and Junior still don’t have rooms, they might need somewhere to sleep. You feel me?”

“Touche. Alright, let’s think. Who do we have to house?” Leo asked.

“There’s us four, plus dad, that’s five. I haven’t had time to forge documents for Junior yet, so six,” Donnie rattled off.

“I’m moving back in with my mom until my campus is back on dorms,” April said.

“I am still in my human apartment above you,” Draxum supplied.

“I don’t have a permanent residence,” Casey Senior admitted.

“Well,” April began. “Know what’s great about the apocalypse?” Without waiting for a reply, she continued. “The housing market opens up like movie theaters in summer, and prices are about as much as I paid for all this! There’s an apartment a few doors down from me that I’m pretty sure you could get your paws on.”

“You’ve got papers, right?” Donnie asked the ex-Foot General.

“I was born legally if that’s what you mean. The Foot legally gave each recruit an apartment room.”

“First legal thing they ever did, huh? Regardless, that will do.”

Splinter managed to look pensive while eating a bag of Cheetos. “So the six of us remain, yes?”

Donnie nodded. “And with four rooms between us.”

“Well, who’s got the biggest rooms?” Raph asked, and Donnie typed on his wrist computer as he munched on a protein bar.

“The three of us have rooms about the same size,” Donnie explained, gesturing to himself, Raph, and Leo. “We haven’t unpacked everything, so most places are fair game.”

“Either of you got a preference?” Leo asked, and Casey Junior shrugged.

“I can just set one up in the living room; you don’t have to—” he began but was cut off.

“Nope, nope, nope, nope. We are not couch surfers in this house, Future Boy,” Splinter shook his head adamantly, and Casey put his hands up in defense.

“Ooh! Can I room with you, Dee?” Mikey asked, jumping at the opportunity.

“I suppose so, Angelo.”

“Ouch,” Leo smirked, and Mikey stuck his tongue out.

“I still love you, Leo!”

“Yeah, yeah, ditto.” Turning to Junior, he asked, “You got a preference between me and Raph?”

“I don’t mind,” the human said, if not a little sheepishly.

“Cool. I’m stealing you, in that case. You good with that, Raph?”

Raph gave a thumbs-up. “Raph’s all good!”

“How much sleep are any of them going to be getting?” April asked Casey Senior in a hushed tone.

“By the looks of them? Very little.”

“I take offense to that!” Mikey called, and April chuckled.

“You’ll survive, Mike. Eat your canned peaches.”

Leo’s POV

Leo watched Cassandra and Baron Draxum as they watched April as she nearly submerged herself in a duffle bag. She seemingly found what she had been looking for and straightened her glasses.

“All that for a measly shoe?” Baron Draxum inquired, and April nodded.

“It’s a good shoe! Don’t you two have any packing up to do?”

“We do not live here.”

“Huh. Guess not! Well, let’s go! Grab those bags?”

Cassandra shrugged and took two plastic bags, regaining her footing as April nearly dragged her like a corpse down the corridor.

Meanwhile, Leo made a mental note: blowing up two air mattresses should be done after taking them into any room — particularly a room with a narrow doorway.

Well. Better late than never.

“Okay, turn them the long way… Back up… And run at ’em!”

Mikey and Casey Junior took off at a sprint.

“We can just portal them in,” Leo said, throwing his hands up in disbelief.

“Yeah, but this is still better!” Mikey said as he and Casey rammed their mattresses; they passed the threshold. “Yeah, baby! That’s how we do!”

“Well, you did something, that’s for sure,” Leo muttered and helped Casey up.

“Something cool!” Mikey corrected.

“Sure, Mike.”

As it happened, both mattresses had made it around halfway to the unoccupied area of the car.

“Hey, if it works, it works!” April said, and Leo turned to her. The human looked amused, and a bag slung over her shoulder. Cassandra stood next to her with a few old store bags.

“Are you guys heading out?”

“Yeah, we’ll be back tomorrow. Try not to drive each other crazy?”

“No promises!”

As Leo returned to his room, Casey successfully pushed the mattress to the open part of his room.

“Yeah, we should have inflated those after getting them in the room,” he said, more to himself than to Casey.

“Is here okay?” Casey asked, and Leo looked up.

He’d gotten the tall, thin side of the mattress on the ground, with enough space between it and Leo’s more defined space that there was a decent walkway.

“Stamp of approval!”

Casey lowered the mattress down and put his mask on it. Leo looked at the barren area pensively.

“We should probably decorate, y’know?”

“Huh?”

“You’re living here, yeah? Decorate your space, make it a place you want to be in; you feel me?”

“Uh… Sort of?”

“You’ll get it eventually. We’ll grab and work off the stuff you saved from your other room. Dad’s always got a spare Lou Jitsu poster or action figure here or there.”

Casey frowned like it was a never-before-considered novelty to him. Which, Leo remembered as he half dragged the guy out, it probably was.

Casey’s pile of things, stuffed in a bag marked with his name (which had been crossed out at least three times. Raph was many things, but he was not a good speller) was much smaller than the others, containing a few things blankets, some spare clothes that April had dug up for him a few weeks after the invasion, and some books that Donnie had given him as a “housewarming gift.”

“Take this, and sort out where you want your stuff. You know Lou Jitsu, right?”

“Wasn’t he Master Splinter?”

“More like Dad was him. But yeah. I’m pretty sure Cassandra’s a fan, too. I’ll dig up some old merchandise, and we’ll stick it up, m’kay?”

“‘Merch’?”

Leo gave him a look of shock. “Merch. Memorabilia. Posters and stuff?” No reaction. Leo groaned and rubbed the area where his nose would have been if he had been a human. “When you like a book, TV show, video game, movie, or whatever, you get stuff from that thing. I’ll show you.”

He led Casey back to their room and pointed at his ‘Mad Dogs’ flag and Jupiter Jim figure. “This stuff! That’s merch. Mikey and Donnie made our awesome Mad Dogs flag, and we definitely didn’t scam a guy at JJ Con to let us get JJ figures for cheap!”

“Cool,” Casey breathed and studied them from a distance with interest as Leo perused a spare box.

“C’mon, I swear we head one in here,” he muttered, before pulling something out of it. “Here we go!” He handed two flags to Casey. “Your very own Hamato and Mad Dogs flags!”

He accepted the flags and unfolded them. One was the same flag that Leo had pointed out to him, and the other had a black backdrop with the green Hamato symbol emblazoned on it.

“Woah… Thank you!” Casey exclaimed, and Leo grinned, eyebrows raising at his tone shift.

“Cool, huh? Come on, we’ll hang them up.”

Even after the invasion, Leo wasn’t too sure where Casey fit into their gaggle of weirdos, and he was fairly sure it was a mutual feeling. But dammit if he wouldn’t try to make it work.

It would work out — a bit of Mikey’s undying optimism, his own devil-may-care commentary, Raph’s worrying, Donnie’s weirdly helpful cynicism, and whatever the others had, and there was no way it wouldn’t.

It had only taken a half-meal and what Mikey would have called a ‘bonding moment’ with Casey to get Leo feeling like he could have fought the entire Battle Nexus again, and win.

So, walking alongside the newest addition to their family, as if he had read Leo’s thoughts, (and maybe he had, it wouldn’t have surprised Leo in the slightest) Casey smiled wearily, and determinedly looked at the wall as he held out a fist.

“Well, would you look at that?” Leo smirked. “We’re making progress with you!” He met the gesture, bumping his fist against Casey’s, and blew it into an open palm.

Casey made a soft, exaggerated explosion noise, and Leo could only chuckle.

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A/N: I finished this not 10 minutes ago... Avid I promise your angst is on its way, I have a Bingo Card to fill up and a handful on generally happy turtles >:>

[zayadriancas]

#IRegretNothing

“It wasn’t difficult for me. Scary yeah, but not difficult.”

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Some French Loans in Middle English

Loan Word - vocabulary borrowings

Borrow - to introduce a word (or some other linguistic feature) from one language or dialect into another

Administration authority, bailiff, baron, chamberlain, chancellor, constable, coroner, council, court, crown, duke, empire, exchequer, government, liberty, majesty, manor, mayor, messenger, minister, noble, palace, parliament, peasant, prince, realm, reign, revenue, royal, servant, sir, sovereign, squire, statute, tax, traitor, treason, treasurer, treaty, tyrant, vassal, warden

Law accuse, adultery, advocate, arrest, arson, assault, assize, attorney, bail, bar, blame, chattels, convict, crime, decree, depose, estate, evidence, executor, felon, fine, fraud, heir, indictment, inquest, jail, judge, jury, justice, larceny, legacy, libel, pardon, perjury, plaintiff, plea, prison, punishment, sue, summons, trespass, verdict, warrant

Religion abbey, anoint, baptism, cardinal, cathedral, chant, chaplain, charity, clergy, communion, confess, convent, creator, crucifix, divine, faith, friar, heresy, homily, immortality, incense, mercy, miracle, novice, ordain, parson, penance, prayer, prelate, priory, religion, repent, sacrament, sacrilege, saint, salvation, saviour, schism, sermon, solemn, temptation, theology, trinity, vicar, virgin, virtue

Military ambush, archer, army, barbican, battle, besiege, captain, combat, defend, enemy, garrison, guard, hauberk, lance, lieutenant, moat, navy, peace, portcullis, retreat, sergeant, siege, soldier, spy, vanquish

Food and drink appetite, bacon, beef, biscuit, clove, confection, cream, cruet, date, dinner, feast, fig, fruit, fry, grape, gravy, gruel, herb, jelly, lemon, lettuce, mackerel, mince, mustard, mutton, olive, orange, oyster, pigeon, plate, pork, poultry, raisin, repast, roast, salad, salmon, sardine, saucer, sausage, sole, spice, stew, sturgeon, sugar, supper, tart, taste, toast, treacle, tripe, veal, venison, vinegar

Fashion apparel, attire, boots, brooch, buckle, button, cape, chemise, cloak, collar, diamond, dress, embroidery, emerald, ermine, fashion, frock, fur, garment, garter, gown, jewel, lace, mitten, ornament, pearl, petticoat, pleat, robe, satin, taffeta, tassel, train, veil, wardrobe

part 1/2 ⚜ Source ⚜ Word Lists ⚜ Notes & References

[snow--witch]

About WTC: I think its very suspicious that Nova showed up at Cardinal Barone's door as a baby being a time catcher (one of the rarest types of presences that manifests when the person is a baby and causes the catchers to have amber eyes). I don't think her biological parents abandoned her, I think this son of a b*tch kidnapped her and I really hope we find out the truth.

[mystery-salad]

Shining Cardinal Azadi of the Church of the Dream

The Church of the Dream has an overarching goal of bringing all sylvari back into its warm embrace, giving them purpose and intimately interconnected feelings and thoughts. It is joyous to be given a Wyld Hunt no matter how big or small, to receive a purpose and goal from the Dream. Courtiers are seen as blasphemous, those who lure others to Nightmare are to be disposed of. Those who fell victim to being lured are to be saved and reconverted. The soundless are to be lovingly brought back to the fold from their meditation, taught how joyous embracing the Dream could be.

The levels below Cardinal Azadi (as a whole called the clergy) are as follows:

archbishops (like baron/countess)

bishops (like duke/duchess)

archzealots (veteran knights, being considered for promotion)

zealots (like knights)

devouts (like initiates)

inquisitors (no courtier connection to make, these are specially chosen clergy who go directly after courtiers and are steadfastly devout)

archinquisitors (uh oh!!!)

Members when given a Wyld Hunt are denoted by "Shining" added before their title, showing their honor and devotion to completing the Dream's will.

Those who die in the process of completing their Hunts are promoted to sainthood and honored in a hall of memories, a garden that grows a grandiose bush that has a leaf from each fallen saint grafted onto its branches.

At first the Church honored the Pale Tree as an emissary of the Dream. Though once they were cast out for their extremist views, the view of her turned to a mislead acolyte who doesn't have the will to go as far as the Dream truly needs. Perhaps she's been even tainted by nightmare herself.

[racefortheironthrone]

How did cardinal Wolsey manage to go from being a religious figure to basically our life’s version of asoiaf ‘hand’? Was cardinals the second authority after the king because cardinal richelieu acted like this in france in the next century?

It's not that they were the second authority per se, but since the clergy were the most educated people in medieval society, it was quite common for them to end up in major government posts - especially if it involved specialized skills like knowledge of canon law.

So for example, if you go down the list of Lord Chancellors of England in the Middle Ages, they're almost all archbishops, bishops, deans, deacons, archdeacons, abbots, etc.. It's not until the 13th century that we start seeing barons or judges or justices or lawyers on the list, and even then they are very much in the minority.

[zhoras-bitch]

This man really thinking my MC is gonna side with his abusive bigoted ass when the other option is the hot gay witchy mommy Vesper who does not think MC's very existence is a sin. The audacity.

[chic-a-gigot]

Les Modes : revue mensuelle illustrée des arts décoratifs appliqués à la femme, no. 11, vol. 1, novembre 1901, Paris. La Marquise de Pompadour. Portrait par Boucher, offert par elle au Cardinal de Bernis. A M, le Baron A. de Rothschild. Bibliothèque nationale de France

[zayadriancas]

#NotAllMen

“Would you really rather live a lie than know the truth?”

[deeisace]

Page 1256?

I am curious as to whether I will know the ceremonial form of address!

Hello!

1256 is ceremonial forms of address for the Church, and "political" and Orders of Knighthood, and the first half of "legal" (1255 is the royals, peerage, and baronets/knights, if you want that instead/as well)

There's different addresses as to whether an Archbishop is Irish or not, and whether a Bishop is English, Scottish, Irish, Colonial, American, Suffragan or retired

Archbishop -- His Grace the Lord Archbishop of ___. In formal documents, as The Most Reverend Father in God [here is inserted his Christian name], by Divine Providence Lord Archbishop of Canterbury, Primate of All England and Metropolitan. (York specifically is Primate of England and Metropolitan, but not all of it, lmao)

Archbishop, Irish -- The Most Reverend the Archbishop of ___, unless he be a temporal peer, in which case use The Right Hon. and Most Rev.

American bishops are distinguished by not being The Most Rev/the Lord Bishop, the way the others are - they are only the Right Rev., same as retired bishops. Fucking English superiority that is

An archdeacon is "The Venerable", and cardinals are "His Eminence"

British Ambassador is "His Excellency", and apparently you refer to a Knight's Wife the same way as a Baronet's wife. There's a thing called Knight of the Bath, and they are referred to "Sir [name surname] G.C.B." CBGBs lmao

Lord of Appeal in Ordinary and his Wife (???) - As for a Baron and Baroness. Their children have no title. (Fuck them I guess)

Next page but -

Mayors and Lord Mayors it depends what city you are mayor of - Lord Mayors of London, York, Belfast, Dublin, Melbourne, Sydney, Adelaide, Perth, Brisbane and Hobart all get "The Right Hon. the Lord Mayor of ___" but "the Right is omitted in certain other cases" (what cities aren't good enough?) -- if you're just a idk a normal mayor then you get "The Worshipful" or in the case of certain cities "The Right Worshipful"

cor that mayor he's right worshipful he is

fucking hell i'm going to bed now lmao

[astrolovecosmos]

~Capricorn Season~

Capricorn’s traits tend to be very clear-cut - dependable, pragmatic, ambitious, collected, etc. I’d like to explore some of their most commonly discussed traits to understand this cold, rocky sign. Sometimes called boring, greedy, or materialistic, Capricorn explores themes of power, success, failure, maturity/growth, tradition, and ambition. Earth represents the senses and body, but remember a body has a soul. Capricorn being the cardinal, action-taking form of earth they represent a special contrast and connection to the physical world and spirituality. 

Control/Controlling: One of Capricorn’s most challenging characteristics is being controlling and/or having themes of control and authority follow them throughout life. Moon in Capricorn is associated with strict parents, Mars in Capricorn shines the brightest when they are disciplined and strategic. Capricorn understands control in many ways, from learning how to have self-restraint to trying to control others. There are pros and cons to this, on one hand Capricorn can be a natural manager/leader, being able to utilize others’ skills as resources and recognizes their differences or potential. Capricorn stays organized, is a planner, and knows how to keep others in line or is good at teaching others how to behave. Capricorn’s association with control can also be about trying to control their environment and others out of fear or insecurity. Their controlling side may come from being controlled in the past. Capricorn is the sign of the common person, rags to riches, capitalist, entrepreneur, disciplinary, baron, lord, boss, possibly judge (although Libra represents this too), lawmaker, and law enforcer. Their relationship with control is complex and shouldn’t always be looked at as just a flaw. 

Hard Working/Ambitious: Capricorn is reliable, practical, faithful, and steady. They have amazing consistency in their personal and professional life. Capricorn while sometimes called materialistic or known for being all about status, is not always obsessed with fame or fortune. Capricorn’s great ambition can be towards marriage, family, the arts, or science. Their connection to hard work may come from a strong sense of integrity or responsibility. Capricorn’s association to “hard work” may also be connected to themes of bad luck, hard luck, trials, and challenges that are thrown their way in life - making them “work hard”. From an archetypical character standpoint, this is what can make Capricorn so relatable. They know better than anyone the roughness of life and struggles of being human. They have good instinct towards self-preservation which makes them a survivor but in many cases this can also fuel their ambition. A fear of failure or trying to meet someone else’s expectations may also drive their ambition. Their ambition can also come from a desire for purpose. 

Seriousness/Responsibility: Capricorn can actually be surprisingly witty, sarcastic, maybe even crude at times despite their reputation for class and good manners. But even with a good sense of humor they are ultimately a more somber, stoic, cold, or at least cool-headed person. When looking at Capricorn in places that talk about family and the home, Capricorn is connected with responsibility or burdens being place on them at a young age. Sun in Capricorn or a Capricorn Rising tend to have a lot of personal accountability, they were taught or finds strength or ease in good boundaries, taking care of the self, and always taking themselves or their life seriously. Capricorn is the person that finds themselves making the hard calls and choices, integrity is important to them but their negative or “dark” side uses morals or honor to hide behind selfishness, they can be instinctive with providing and protecting, and they may cling to rules or traditions that keep people, society, an environment, or the self running smoothly. Capricorn tends to be portrayed in a harsh light, but even with their seriousness they can be loving and gentle. 

[charnelhouse]

hiii charlotte! I just finished cardinal sins and i loved the fic version so you can imagine my happiness reading the book and seeing the story expand and progress. I love LOVE the characters (not you liam fuck you) and halfway through it I was soooo anxious because i knew baron would use zara's addiction and the fact that they didn't talk about it against them and the ending got me screaming at my pillow. brilliant!!

ben was my baby back then and that man still has my whole heart! pope, will and gabriel are all amazing and i love their little differences, and I just want to hug zara :( I wish you all the success in the world and I can't wait to read the next book 🩷🩷

Awww thank you!! This means so much!!

[howlingday]

Russel: Hey, man, could I get ownership of some land near Upton Snodsbury.

Cardin: Sure thing, man.

Dove: Hey, can I be an earl or a baron or a viscount or something?

Cardin: Whatever you want, buddy.

Sky: Can I, like, just get, like a really cool pig that has, like, freakin' metal wings and eight legs and shoots flippin' lasers and it can grow more pigs out of it for extra pigs-

Cardin: Say no more!