JOHN THE MYSTERIOUS: Fear not!

THE LORD GOD FREDDIE: Lo! John the Mysterious! What hath Thou done-eth?

JOHN THE MYSTERIOUS: Thee hath thusly hacketh unto His email account and all His scribings do thusly cometh unto Thy inbox. Brian the Wise knoweth not of this!

ROGER THE DIVINE: So, whate'er He sayeth unto Mother do-eth not go-eth yonder unto Mother, but thusly cometh unto Thee?

JOHN THE MYSTERIOUS: Yea! That about sum-eth it up!

THE LORD GOD FREDDIE: Thou art a champion!

ROGER THE DIVINE: That art bloody marvelous, really!

JOHN THE MYSTERIOUS: If Ye liketh, Thy willeth check Thy inbox and see-eth if the scribing from Brian art there!

THE LORD GOD FREDDIE: Oooohhh! Yea! Please do-eth at once dear-eth!

JOHN THE MYSTERIOUS: Verily well.

JOHN THE MYSTERIOUS: AH-ETH! Here it art!

ROGER THE DIVINE: The little tosser!

THE LORD GOD FREDDIE: Why, He art a big-eth tattle tale!

JOHN THE MYSTERIOUS: He do-eth it all the time.

ROGER THE DIVINE: And Thou intercept Them all?

JOHN THE MYSTERIOUS: Yea!

THE LORD GOD FREDDIE: But art He not thusly suspicious that Mother do-eth not reply unto His scribings?

JOHN THE MYSTERIOUS: Nay. Thy still sendeth them on but Thee thusly changeth the words.

THE LORD GOD FREDDIE: Oooohhhhh! Thou art totally wicked John the Mysterious. Willst Thou permit Us to changeth this one?

JOHN THE MYSTERIOUS: Yea. That willst be-eth fun. Let Us begin!