Long time ago in a land far away, there lived a mighty leader and all his people loved him. The leader had a special group of men called plebs that the leader relied on to carry out special tasks. There where 16 plebs and 11 of them where part of the elite team. From time to time the leader would change some of his elite team if they where sick or injured or shite. After awhile some of the plebs started to complain about about been changed from the elite team and at some of the nasty names the leader called them when he was angry. So one day some of the plebs came to the leader and complained to him about his treatment of them. The leader (who loved his plebs) was angered by this intolerance to his will and rose up larger and larger and did smite down the plebs and cut of there heads and chopped up their traitorous bodies, screaming in fury "U FUCKEN BASDTARDS AFTER ALL I HAVE DONE FOR YOU STUPID FUCKN PLEBS" and then he cooked them in a white wine and basil sauce with a hint of garlic and he loved it and thought to himself that he should do this more often, but after that no other plebes ever questioned the leader and that to made him happy.