Mustique #47 - Deconstructing that preposterous 'p' perversion

You’re on vacation on a luxe tropical island, and it’s midmorning on your sister’s wedding day when one of your British cohort offers up a local St. Vincent Hairoun lager to get the day going after breakfast.
Hairoun_lager

Hey, it’s always night time somewhere, and that’s the way this lot rolled, especially Paine “Pongo” Lytton-Renworth. So you just go with the flow.

[PPLR] “In your case, this should act as prescient parallel post-party palliative and preemptive pre-party potation.”

[BNB] “That’s a plethora of p-p-ps, Pongo. Ten. Well done.”

[PPLR] “I take pains to perform and please.”

[BNB] “But not as many as in, say, uhm, uhhh…Peter Pocklington picked a peck of pickled Popocatapetl peppers with a passel of partisan professional paella peddlers from Pontevedra province peripheral to Portugal.”

[PPLR] “Good heavens. What preposterous p profligacy.”


So just what was Bob's crazy-ass parade of 'p' words all about?

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Wedding Chronicles by Bob N. Boguslavski
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Published on November 17, 2014 16:29 Tags: funny-debut-novels, offbeat-eclectic-funny-novels, wedding-chronicles
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