Good eve, my cherished guest, and welcome to mine RenFayre dinner party. As thine hostess, I bid you to please maketh mine castles thine castle. One last thing I bessech of thee - please useth a coaster when thou layeth down thy Heineken. 'Twould be a pity to stain the wood finish on the table.
I must bid much thanks to the fair maiden Blair for sending me this photo.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
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I dost see yon thynne and thycke hostesses... thus vexing my woode mightily...
What comely wenches
whithe suche
buxsome meadowes
thine red plastic cup of yellowtail runneth over.
what the fucketh hath happened to man day thursday?
that's a very good question. the truth is that Man Day Thursday only happens if i'm not too drunk on Wednesday night to put together some manpics and properly operate a copy and paste function. as you can see, this wednesday didn't make the cut.
I hate to nitpick, but are you sure it isn't "coathter"?
I put on my robe and wizard hat.
Tob. Then hadst thou had an excellent head of hair.
And. Why, would that have mended my hair?
Tob. Past question, for thou sees it will not curl by nature.
And. But it becomes me well enough, does 't not?
Tob. Excellent! It hangs like flax on a distaff, and I hope to see a huswife take thee between her legs and spin 't off.
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