[…] I took my leave of Morgan with many tears, after we had exchanged our sleeve-buttons as remembrances of each other.

Chappels , Monasteries , Hermitaries , Nunneries , and other Religious Houses were us'd lo in the time of old King Henry.

Thats nothing, says Tequila Sheila, who told how the summer she was housemaid in The Saint Columba she took this guy back to the staff flats while mortal on slammers and crashed out on him before anything could happen.

Dressing up like some crackerass white man, some dead president and letting people shoot at you sounds like a hustle to me.