Lord Borr cleared his throat. He clearly was dealing a less than bright group. "To receive a passing grade - the finger should be SO clean that you would have no qualms whatsoever with putting your neighbor's finger in your mouth." And Lord Borr knew that only his hands were that clean. Maybe Mr. Wendleworth, perhaps even young William, but clearly no one else should be passing.
"Re-evaluate!"
__________________ 
Someone unimportant whose name slips my memory made this signature.
Twas Lady Borr who did it, sir!
Boor's bringin' sexy back and yall just hatin'
Kingston: Marry me my lord. We're perfect for each other. |