After Sextus we wonder what will follow, is it sceptic or septic? As for sister An-Unctousness, we recognise that of course that families are torn over the issue of Brexit. One can only imagine the rift in the Mogg family over their Christmas Turkey back in 2018…
An-Unctuousness: Jay, I say we should press on with a no-deal.
Jacob Quease-Fog: Absolutely, Ah-None-See-Ya, Someone in the family ought to take a stand against the vile imposition of a deal.
Not-An-Ounce-of-Sense: I agree, I shall wear a sash and proclaim Brexity freedom for all sister kind!
Breeze-Block: Certainly not, sister mine. Some decorum is required! Stay your feminist had. Why, you might as well join with those lowly educated sorts such as that Nige-Ill-Farago. His mummy and daddy could ill afford the £15,000 or so a term that his travesty of a schooling cost.
A-Punk-Trio: That’s it, I’m jolly well of to join the Brexit Party, I don’t care if I’ve ruined Christmas. You’ll all have to just ruddy well accept it. I’ve made my choice, What’s done is done! [storms out]
Jake-Slob-Cheese-Gob: Farewell, sister Unfunctional… A blessing in disguise Padre and Madre of mine, for my sister Unconscionable has unconsciously and unwittingly done my bidding. What a clever little sleaze-blog am I.
Mater and Pater Grease Flog (in unison): Will you tell him or shall I. Tell him what? Oh you mean that thing about A-Nun’s-Rehab’s plan to manipulate him into an apparent position of importance while secretly plotting to undo him by exposing all of his character flaws to the public?
Mater and Pater Wheeze Fog (still in unison): No there’s no point, I think he was planning on doing that anyway …