Lord Snatch determined that he might persist with his conceit, and said accordingly, —
Lord Snatch
“Oh for fuck’s sake, Lordy” sighed Lady Valerie Inhali, “it’s only a fucking onesie, get over it.” —
Lady Valerie Inhali
“Whatever,” said Lady Valerie, untangling her green and scaly limbs from the thin and hairless appurtenances of the scion of the House of Snatch, “you want coffee? Only fucking instant, I’m afraid.” —
Squattocrat Heights
The Lady Valerie being absent, her paramour availed himself of the opportunity to extract from the sequestered nook formed by a certain natural cavity the emergency heroin with which he had eventually succeeded in equipping himself upon the previous evening. A certain equanimity had in consequence established itself in the Snatch personium upon the return of his excellent hostess, she bearing nescafé in mugs twain. —
The emergency heroin
Miss Minerva Ledwitch, being buzzed through the modestly pretentious gates, was admitted into the Inhali vestibule by Lord Snatch, by now divested of all equine appurtenances, and looking exceedingly meagre and etiolated in Lady Valerie’s spare kimono, a scarlet and purple affair, much in want of laundry. —
Herod
“I find that this leaves me unmoved,” said Lord Snatch, “inasmuch as I am preoccupied by certain more immediate concerns, most saliently the procuring of laudanum, as I just now intimated.” —
Laudanum
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