Of the day's annoyances, these.

[lestranger]

Rodolphus, dear, the fact that I find your erstwhile predilections quite the gelastic circumstance is no reason for the scurrilous acerbity you have been showing me of late.

Unless the cause of your distemper has more to do with that most muliebral of my appurtenances.

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[suhplodor]

Oh shut up, you whinging, pedantic ponce. If you've something to say to me, say it directly. I'm not one for your verbal cowardice, or your hiding behind convulted words you sorely wish I did not understand.

Say what's on your mind forthrightly, or carry on without disturbing me.