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May 2014
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.
Work on your speech, boy.
Written by
Mjil Kfats
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