What to do about a dirty mind? A mind in the guttural sense of the mud. This was the marching order, for the king had sniffed a pox in the wind.
We launched on D-day, as is written in the Book of Hours. When the H-man cometh and women deliver. T minus ten seconds.
She posed as the model for the figurehead of my ship in the year of our lord, I got to scratch my head.