Preening Snob

once again, with an air of smug self-satisfaction, he flaunts his wealth and social position, boasting a lot about his alleged pedigree, traceable, he says, to some distant royalty; with what he thinks is sartorial elegance, he prances around in a snobbish trance, as atop his superbly groomed hair, dances a couple of lice, a creepy pair; I neither laugh nor make a face at a face, but I make an exception in his case !