 Lord Borr would apologize for his lack of posting, but he's VERY BUSY ETC.
Lord Borr could NOT BELIEVE HIS EARS. They were deceiving him? RIGHT? HAD TO BE! "Don't TELL ME that during ALL THIS TIME, where I put on a CLASS, taught VALUABLE LESSONS that you three LUMPS came up with only ONE ITEM ON YOUR LIST????"
Lord Borr paused, but he was still completely DISBELIEVING that .. "ONE ITEM?" he wheezed.
He ripped the paper from Jack's hands and read it quickly. "ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?!??!?!?!"
"I want a list of FIFTEEN THINGS. FIVE EACH! FIVE FROM EACH OF YOU. Right NOW! I'm taking all this extra time to TEACH YOU on an individual level and THIS is what I GET? ONE ITEM??? ABOUT CLOTHES???" Lord Borr shook his head with disappointment.
"You boys get up. You need to get your brains rolling. GET UP AND RUN LAPS AROUND THIS ROOM. RIGHT. Now. GET UP. RUN. FIVE ITEMS. NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW," Lord Borr beat his cane against the leather couch with each new spitting syllable.
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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. |