Mrs Pearce: […] She may be married. Liza: Garn!
[…] thus his carelesse time This shepheard driues, vpleaning on his batt, And on shrill reedes chaunting his rustick rime,
And what a bonus it is that Inga, in addition to her unslakable thirst for ever more wealth and ever more power, is so exquisitely and entirely hot.
That was ages ago, wannit ?
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