From: Roger the Divine
Date: The Eleventh Day of the Second Month of the New Millennium Plus Seven
To: The Lord God Freddie
Conversation: Thou Shag Rate
Subject: Daily Queebler News

Freddie! Thou Rotter!

That art a brilliant plan. I rather fancy thyself as Sir Roger. Yea!

SIR ROGER THE DIVINE SHAG IN THE MEDDOWS!

Yea! Bloody Brian the Do-Gooder art the causeth of thy dropping Shag-Rate. I art fed up with Him.

What thou readeth in the papers wert nay true! It wert actually 27 times in one night that the stupid sycophant door-knockers interuppteth thy begatting!

Telleth unto John to hurryeth up with the petition. I wilst be-eth pissed if He getteth a knighthood and I doeth not!

Roger