February 3rd, evening
To the Lady Firestarter
'Twas a borrowed kilt from uncle Cam's good friend, pleased as cuttlefish to know I did not embarrass a clan name.
Would you care to soak as lobsters or sharks? A fairy pool in the Highlands or Portobello beach, if we are to keep in theme with the aforementioned fillibeg. I express preference for the beach. We might bake like crabs on the sand when the mad noon heat hits. Or what passes for heat in the sorry breasts of this island country.
Swimmingly,
R. Rosier
[Feb 3] Gadzooks! [Rascal]