Roxanne it is not incumbent upon thee to illumine the rufescent beacon.
B*TCHES drive me insane with all their whinings.
Thou shalt live in a chariot down by the Tiber!
Psst, do a portrait of the redhead in the second row for me. I've got a thing for redheads.
Like my father's before me, my tutelage came at Mr. Edwards' School for Prissiness