Fie, fie, MM, you hard-core humanist! Finally, have you no respect? The ladies of your imaginations, or of your own miscreant hijinks, are nto the stuff of which our Emily should be formed by pusillanimous projection! Not our Emily!! She was a REAL Lady!!.

Which reminds me of the Suffolk gal who went in to the doctor's because she had a bite-wound on her arm.

"Hmmm," says the doctor. "This is a bit of a strange thing. It's much too small for a horse's bite, and a bit wrongly-shaped for a dog or fox..."

"Aowww, suh!" responds the sufferer. "Hit warn't no ANI-mule! Hit were ANOTHER LYDIE!"

Sic transit gloria and suzy too.

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