Sentence The OneHundredandfirst
Almost incandescent with fury, Martin Elginbrod, not normally one to show emotion, raged at his Clerk, Riddle Rankine, "he's an imbecile, a superannuated dittohead, that arselicking, shitshovelling fogdog of a pisspot, Linkumfuckingdoddie, what's he thinking of, she's a fucking Lezzie, furcrissakes, giving her custody of the brat, her husband's disconsolate, had to cancel his holiday in the Caymans with his secretary, it's so unfair, and abusing me and casting aspersions on my submission and my clothes, not to mention my fees, see if you can dig up anything on Lord Fucking Linkumstinkumdoddery he's a Pinko, a fucking Commie, there's a good chap, this time tomorrow - I want to bury him!"
Almost incandescent with fury, Martin Elginbrod, not normally one to show emotion, raged at his Clerk, Riddle Rankine, "he's an imbecile, a superannuated dittohead, that arselicking, shitshovelling fogdog of a pisspot, Linkumfuckingdoddie, what's he thinking of, she's a fucking Lezzie, furcrissakes, giving her custody of the brat, her husband's disconsolate, had to cancel his holiday in the Caymans with his secretary, it's so unfair, and abusing me and casting aspersions on my submission and my clothes, not to mention my fees, see if you can dig up anything on Lord Fucking Linkumstinkumdoddery he's a Pinko, a fucking Commie, there's a good chap, this time tomorrow - I want to bury him!"
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