St George and the Bag-on

Once upon a time a fair maiden was in need of a prescription in St George. I shant make this report drag-on, but I scaled the hills then slayed patiently outside the pharmacy until it opened. I then remounted my nobel steed and fired down the road to deliver untoward maiden her medications . My leg-ended up apriciating the ride and I sailed off into the knight.

*The real heroes in this story are the happy and friendly ladies at the pharmacy and the great people at the Red Cross who help all of this to happen.