Quote by Stacey Rourke
““You, sir,” Irv interrupted, his satchel thumping to the ground at his feet, “are just bothered you were not the first to find acceptable employ. Mostly because, as the women that keep company with you can attest, the only services you provide pay in salves and a burning sensation over the chamber pot.” Rip’s brow rose in mock shock. “How lewd a claim! Lewd … with the faintest hint of accuracy.””
