The Stars and the Cookie Jar

I have written to villainny as to the possibility of my gaining entry to the smoky and genteel warrens of Milliway's Bar!

For prophecy, half-truths, obfuscations, hysteria and whisky, neat, consult kassandraloxias , who will be hiding behind pubdog in fear of doing something consummately stupid. Also, in hope that Aiax will get sharp canines in the soft, biteable regions, should he ever get blown there by a levinbolt.

She'll probably also be draping her long unbound hair aroundmydearguil , who will glance round frantically for Rosencrantz and then sink back into the claret.

And wow, that's the most usernames I ever littered an entry with, and I wasn't even doing it a-purpose.