Calmly open the door (are there too many 'L's?)
and-
andandandandandandandandandandand-
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
There, now there are too many 'A's. And Haitches.
So, welcome in, leave your hat in the corner, try some fine sparkling apple juice - no, your the beautiful one tonight, ma'am, uh, m'lady - oh, sit down, sit down, leave your suitcase on the floor, it's fine, would you care for the dessert- wait, no, we haven't even got the appetisers, silly me, and I-
oh, sorry, I needed to breathe.
Did I ruin the night for you?
Terribly sorry.
Hey, wait a second, miss, no, ma'am, no, wait, no, m'lady. M'lady! Milady, please, no, ple-
So, do you think it's a coincidence that your hat that day was the same colour as my entrails?
Oh, sorry, m'lady, didn't mean to gross you out.
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 4:42 AM UTC
Who's there?
Ah, a lost child?
An old man?
Anyway, we're gonna **** him, huh?
No?
Come on.
Liar.
Why would you-
Oh.
Never mind.
I'll bring a mop.
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 4:29 AM UTC
So, hold up the microphone properly; it's important:
"How now, Isis, do you weep?"
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 4:27 AM UTC
wax wings that made you fall,
the sun that pushed you down,
a father who crippled you;
and Icarus, of course,
the tragic hero.
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 4:26 AM UTC