Fear not child you're amongst friends now. When Melore arrives sorry IF, Melore arrives - coughing and wheezing from all the fumes she says she inhales while driving that beat up old MG of hers, wearing those ridiculous aviator goggles and leather cap and Lord knows what sort of odd and sods op shop bohemian costume we'll have her fetch you a cold pack and maybe a glass of water, you're TREMBling poor love. Now: this establishment you were lured into, I suspect I know (of) the cathouse and the wretched old crone who runs it. It's a poor imitation make no mistake..*looks around*........*frowns*........hard to believe but it's a poor imitation and it's patrons ne'r do wells and street merchant hustlers, whose own perversities and criminal shortcomings are only superseded by the devilry and dePRAVity of the establishment's licentious proprietor. You would do well to stay far from it, like Melore's salmon. Anyway eNOUGH - let's change subjects talking of your unfortunate experience will only keep you on edge. Be a dear and go fetch me a sarsaparilla in a tall highball glass with some ice and a straw, I'm quite shaken myself you know, I had make the last block of my journey here on FOOT on account of some G20 traffic stormtrooper redirecting deMOCRACY with his concrete fascist barricade.
