[click image]I'd flown clear to Russia and was so jet-lagged I had to nap in Putin's suite near his office. He came in, impeccably dressed, and asked, "Young lady, er, may I ask what you are doing here?" He recognized me from some State affair I'd attended not long ago, but was confused to find me in his bed. I apologized. Told him I knew it was importunate as heck, but I'd been so very tired, and I would, of course, vacate now. He nodded graciously and left.
Drat, I say! :-P But very courtly of him to refer to me as "young lady", don't you think?
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