Who wills, may keep his own counsel—be his own secret's sovereign.
Salesman: Well, dog my cats! — Moroni Olsen, Christmas in July, 1940
Well, dog my cats!
Christmas in July
I think the dreaded cum fly (ejaculatus aviatus insectus) is likely not immune to most insecticides. Not that it matters: generally this short-lived creature flies only once, traveling along a ballistic trajectory from its point of gestation, and then expires in a rain of sticky droplets. A simple handi-wipe or wet-nap is usually sufficient to eliminate it from whatever surface its residue came to rest upon. RTR, obviously off his medication at the moment.
cum fly
But in the dead of njight, who should come in but James Desmond, sword in hand, with a dozen of his ruffians at his heels, each with his glib over his ugly face, and his skene in his hand.
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