Sikment Loyne in meeting with Pastor Henry Frog

SIK:  Look,  Henry,  when I agreed to you launching  HOLY ! STONKE
         there were certain guidelines you know,  certain values to uphold.
         You're a pastor for christ's sake..  . ,. I mean,  why are we even having this 
        conversation ?  ..     I've held back the latest edition of  HS,  you realise ..
        I..  we couldn't let it go out with that headline.
HEN:       Melen's  Teats    ? ?
SIK:  Well, yes !   . .    ?  Is there another 
HEN:  No.     Of course not . .. Look,  Sikment,  it was a misprint,    albeit a deliberate one.
           I ..  we wanted to show up the gutter press ..  for the heathen,  hypocritical
          bastards that they are  !   As you'll no doubt realise, Sik,  the headline should have read:
               Melen's  Tears
          And that refers to Melen Koynits,  you know,  the student who ran off with her teacher 
          to the mountains  of Andalucia,  hid in the  caves for a while until they got caught when the   
          teacher's pidgin Spanish  let him down in a ruck with a gypsy-farmer who mistook a request 
          for a  white dove  ( a love offering to Melen)   as a wish to obtain contrasting copies of  
         'UnaPalomaBlanca' - one by Demis Roussos and the other by Jonathan King  -
         all of which ended up in a heated dispute about which of those two you would least want to end up 
         with  in a dark cave;  the hotchpotch becoming even more heated  - blame ! the pidgin spanish - 
        when the gypsy-farmer's wife was implicated,  and the kerfuffle got more of a muddle 
        when  King got took for Ross   and Roussos for Onassis  and well   you can  guess  the rest    . .  
SIK:   Well,  !yes   . ..              ?
HEN:    . .. ..    So  . . one thing led to another, and before you could say boo to a ghost,  the spectre that 
          is   Unrequested Love  came back to pinch the runaaway lovers in their plentifuls ; and they were
         nicked by  The Guardia  who ribbited on in incomprehensible Spanish about sexual
        complacency,  sensual liberation,  and, on top,  mores that were as different in the South of Spain as
        they were diffident in the uncivvilised world . . ... 
SIK:  But let's not forget they were bang to rights, and he'd be banged up for sure, once he got shipped
        back to  OldBlighty ...  ?!
HEN: Well ! yes    .   . .    ...    and  no         !
SIK:  . .  What d'you mean exactly ?  ..
HEN:  . . ..       I'm not sure, actually  . . 
                                                                                   .  .     .... .... 
        . ...   ?                 !   .