A Fable about Mites and Men
Because of outstanding bad debts and stewed by their over-pending, certain 'Ladies of the After Hours' conspired to launch a massive man-attraction attack on the well-deserving parish of Staid Guise.
Imagine their tactics! Their voluptuous trolloptuousness! Their various traps of sinuous charms and sluttish snares of pubic hairs festooned with certain crawly teeny-weenies. All these - and more - were the munitions with which the trooping ladies stretched forth their weary legs to enjoin yet again in that endless contest against upright members of the parish's best minute men.
Although it wasn't much of a battle. Merely another case of conquests for the warrior, Neisseria Gonorrhoeae and her sisters, Chlamydia Trachomatis and Treponoma Pallida. The vanquished were the usual runny lot of lap-happied drips.
Only ones loving the action-rides were the ticks and other vermin which, by the by, gained new homes and families.
MORAL: DE EXODII INCIDENTALIS SUNT. [ruff trans:] Some leavings are incidental.