T.G.G.C.O.N.IT.G.G.C.O.N.I by ~Pilotocalypse
The Gentlemen's Gentlemen's Club Of Nonsensical Idiocy
(ACT I A dinner discussions taking place at Lord Lupine von Luftwaffes abode and the servants busy themselves in and out of the kitchen to the grand dinner room delivering banquets and banquets of food. Four Seasons Spring composed by Vivaldi plays softly in the background and Lupine is in the middle of one of his fantastic tales, to which his accompanied colleagues respond in a roar of detestable laughter around the table. Lupines wife Martha sighs heavily as part of her dies away to each of his sentences.)
Lord Lupine (trying to contain laughter): So I replied to Martha; What do you mean your biological clock has stopped ticking!? and in amidst of all the anger I punched her right in the baby maker! And you know what? I heard ticking again!
Sir Reginald Bloomsbury (wiping tears from his eyes): Oh Lupine! Your stories never cea