A man was shot on a South Loop “L” station platform Monday night after a dispute broke out between two groups of young people, police said.
Dispute??? That ain't no dispute.
Circa August,1804: London -
"Who the duece is this Montrand?" asked the Duke of York.
"They say, sir," replied Upton, "that he is the most agreeable scoundrel and the greatest reprobate in France."
"Is he, by Jove!" said H.R.H.; "then let us ask him to dinner immediately."
" Sink me, Milord, my most Royal and round good fellow," Upton replied and ventured. "I've pen'd an altogether delightful poesy on Lady L'_________; sink me, if I have not."
York commands, "Out with it, man!"
Upton flourishes the fluttering bows of his silken cravat for greater effect, postures Attic and descants his verse -
To Cloe, a disagreaable Prude, Impertinent by boasting her Virginity
Say, Prudish Cloe, why this mighty rout
To prove what no-one who has eyes can doubt?
What need you tell us, you're a virgin still?
'Tis plain you're such, howe'er against your will.
What lustful wretch that e'er has seen you, would
Accept a maidenhead by you bestow'd
Cloe! Ne'er labour then to prove a case
That stands so well attested in your face.
"Guards! Take my Lord Upton to the tower until that time as my brother "Prinny, George Augustus Frederick of Hanover, Prince of Wales, Earl of Chester, Duke of Cornwall, Duke of Rothesay, Earl of Carrick, and Baron of Renfrew - Prince Regent of England and sole galloping right to the amorous Lady L'________. er, . . .No. Simply won't, do! Won't do at all. Sink me, Upton, if your head isn't in the hazard and . . .Yet, damned nuisance the scandal and all. Roylaty you know. Alternative, Upton?"
"Pistols, Royalty? Sabers and broadswords altogether unsettling in this damnable heat. Pistols, I think. The time is now."
"Nonsense, Upton! The proprieties. Invitations, publishing of wrongs, catering . . .game hens and cold Rhenish, eh? What? Haw? Haw? Three days minimum."
"Your servant, Majesty and God Save George Augustus Frederick of Hanover, Prince of Wales, Earl of Chester, Duke of Cornwall, Duke of Rothesay, Earl of Carrick, and Baron of Renfrew -
Now, that's a dispute, Bitches!
Compliments pass when the quality meet.