We have an imposter. No gentleman says 'govna'. That sort of cockney phrasing is reserved for the ill-bred. Out at once, or I shall call the police!
I dare say gentlemen, we have neglected this thread for far too long. We must take up arms and show these silly dainty children what a real gentleman is.
"Give me women, wine and snuff
Until I cry out 'hold, enough!"
Gentlemen, if you don't mind in indulging me in a fair bit of smut and boastfulness, I just bought this new cigarette case, whilst traversing the Orient. Brandished upon it's front is a woman allowing us to gaze at her plump, pale, yellow breasts. My fiancÚ has taken some offence to this. When did my Beatice, and all modern ladies for that matter, become so opinionated? Can someone show me where I have erred?
I believe it was the year of our Lord 1920, in which we allowed women to vote in our beloved country. After then, it was quite difficult to keep, ahh, how should i put this, the woman under the boot.
If I may say so.
I had not made this connection, and I greatly appreciate your correspondence! Next time I am in Singapore, I shall inquire where the wharf is, and upon reaching the wharf, I shall inquire where the western sailors acquire tattoos, and upon reaching said location, I shall inquire about the availability of a tattoo that is a portrait of Susan B. Anthony, and upon payment I shall point out the desired location of her visage, and I shall take off my left shoe, and point at the heel of my foot.