[prompt] cross my heart and hope to die

[apostatised]

Innuendo is defined as an indirect (frequently malicious) insinuation; the practice of implying rather than stating. The difference is what you can't say in front of your mother and what you ought to be ashamed of yourself for suggesting to the charming young lady next to you when aforementioned mother isn't listening. (She was that young lady, some twenty years ago; she knows damn well what you mean. God will be your judge, if you're that way inclined.)

This is, naturally, of the more harmless examples.

You might say I'm something of an expert in the malicious application of innuendo. I can't imagine, of my claims to fame, why you'd choose that - but certainly you might. My brother and I were at odds for many years with not much in the way of words between us, but those last few, now. They were interesting. (If I weren't to be a married man, I might make some sort of observation about Lillias - but I have this suspicion Candice would be vexed with me.)

I wouldn't want anyone to misunderstand me - I was very interested in the promised profit of that unfortunate venture - but half the fun of it was the opportunity to thoroughly irritate my beloved brother. Being straightforward about it would've served no purpose to me - to him, probably, but I suppose then we would have been done a lot sooner than we were.

Of course, he had his fun with it, too.

Is it not amazing, dear brother? Truly such wisdom and generosity can only come from God.

I, temporarily routed, frustrated, baffled and incredibly annoyed, could only agree.

Yes, I'm sure of it. Sod the bastard.


prompt: innuendo [252]
word count: 262, not including quoted text.