This has echoes of de Sade and Le Grand Bouffe, you sophisticatid bastadJudge, General, Priest and Banker, making themselves secure in a castle in order to conduct the whole gamut of transgressions, from the grossest imaginable to the ones that only then become imaginable.
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Sea Tramp the thinking woman's 8 Ace,
Wed 31 Aug 2011, 3:04,
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Yes I did the catering for that.It was cubes of cheese and pineapple, stuck into a potato wrapped in aluminum foil.
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mofaha ┐( ˘_˘)┌ ʅ(́◡◝)ʃ,
Wed 31 Aug 2011, 3:37,
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Now that's my kind of transgression.*spoons Thousand Island dressing into unconvincing brassiere before tottering down to dismal "Disco!" -themed disco*
( Sea Tramp the thinking woman's 8 Ace,
Wed 31 Aug 2011, 3:54,
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