Roxanne it is not incumbent upon thee to illumine the rufescent beacon.
ENJOYING A LEISURELY CARRIAGE RIDE DOWN THE LANE, INHALING HEMP SMOKE AND IMBIBING A COCKTAIL OF LONDON GIN AND CIDER EXUDING A CAVALIER ATTITUDE WHILST MAINTAINING MY FINANCIAL PORTFOLIO IN THE FOREFRONT OF MY CONSCIOUSNESS
I used to be a strapping, wandering fellow like thouest, Then I tooketh a pointed stick to my patella
Continue to play that fashionable piece, Caucasian male.
The Language of the Anglo-Saxons ART THOU FLUENT?!!
TELLER OF UNTRUTHS! TELLER OF UNTRUTHS! YOUR TROUSERS HAVE COMBUSTED!
The imperatively dwarfed arachnid moved vertically along the device from which liquid dihydrogen monoxide pours.