I am discontentedly disconcerted at your discombobulation over the procreative amplitude within my legislative assemblage.
Canberra is at the omphalos of licentious lasciviousness and unfledged Colleens must not be discomposured over secluded or observable gravidities.
I have no peccadillion predisposition, ergo I have a topographically, provincial, condignal right to adjudication on transgressional, generative, carnal, incivility.
My ecclesiastical sanctimoniousness is palpably discernible to all suffragists postulating my canonical eminence.
I hope that clears things up for you Phoebe.
Regards, the Honourable Malcolm Turnbull, PM
(aged 63 and one third)
PS, See you at the Mardi Gras…. Whoopee!