Monday 8 March 2021

That Interview.

A darkie? In the bushes?
I daresay you're right, your worship, I'll fetch your twelve-bore.
D'you know, Mellors, they have them this long? 
No, no, it's more like this:
In my day, I remember them being like this:
Look, your Highnesses, sirs, we'll make it a scientific project
Daily measurements, like, chart it all up, His Highness young George can provide the control measurements.
Excellent, Mellors, take it forward at pace. But where will we find the individual to measure?


Racist? What do you mean, racist?

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