Sentence The Sixhundredandninetysecond

"Do you think," asked Jasmine over the breakfast table, "that it would be an ignoble platitude to compare the current spike in the number of disappearances which can be attributed to Worm-Holes in the Space/Time continuum, rather than ecdysis within the contours of Ley Lines, to a dead cat's bounce?" and Ludmilla looked deep into her lover's eyes before murmuring, "enuff off zee ecdisease already, Я хочу, чтобы вернуться в постель!"