When the drawing room doors opened and his heir sidled in, the Baronet suddenly, totally, and finally lost all hope for the survival of the Thropslottle name.
However, always resourceful, the Baronet wondered if he could marry off Percy to Col. Addlesworth, rendered so tragically nearsighted in the Great War.
"Please, Daddy, don't call me Percy anymore. Call me Ermengarde," purred the Baronet's son.
"Now, let's talk about my debut. Mummy thinks the Savoy would be perfect. Of course, I'm going to need a new dress, and I think it's time to bring grandmama's pearls out of the vault. Do you think that handsome Mr. Underling from your office would like to escort me?"
When the drawing room doors opened and his heir sidled in, the Baronet suddenly, totally, and finally lost all hope for the survival of the Thropslottle name.
Heh.
ReplyDeleteHowever, always resourceful, the Baronet wondered if he could marry off Percy to Col. Addlesworth, rendered so tragically nearsighted in the Great War.
ReplyDelete"Please, Daddy, don't call me Percy anymore. Call me Ermengarde," purred the Baronet's son.
ReplyDelete"Now, let's talk about my debut. Mummy thinks the Savoy would be perfect. Of course, I'm going to need a new dress, and I think it's time to bring grandmama's pearls out of the vault. Do you think that handsome Mr. Underling from your office would like to escort me?"