In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously as both victim and villian by the vicissitudes of fate.
This visage, no more veneer of vanity is a vestige of vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, the valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouch safing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition
The only verdict is vengeance. A vendetta held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, and you can call me V.
