Nick Grana
June 25th, 2005, 01:44 PM
Don't be a lazy linguist-brush up on your Shakespeare!
Thou dam-ned tripe-visage rascal.
How now, wool-sack, what mutter you?
I never see thy face but I think upon h-e-l-l-fire.
You scullion! Your rampallian! You fustilarian! I'll tickle your catastrophe!
Thou art a very ragged wart.
Viperous worm that gnaws the bowels!
Pernicious bloodsucker of sleeping men!
You are all recreants and dastards!
A pox of wrinkles.
I could brain him with his lady's fan.
I'm sure this will replace the 4 letter words and general vulgarity, aren't you?:michaelan Yeah, right!!
P.S. Before the time comes when some creature of God sours our day, we may plan our response, “Oh, rue the day, that sin entered the world!... and which now finds me sunburned, shivering wet, and stung by a bee!”
Such an exercise should leave us longing more and more for heaven where curses never resound as being both unnecessary and not even possible in that most happy place.:wave:
Thou dam-ned tripe-visage rascal.
How now, wool-sack, what mutter you?
I never see thy face but I think upon h-e-l-l-fire.
You scullion! Your rampallian! You fustilarian! I'll tickle your catastrophe!
Thou art a very ragged wart.
Viperous worm that gnaws the bowels!
Pernicious bloodsucker of sleeping men!
You are all recreants and dastards!
A pox of wrinkles.
I could brain him with his lady's fan.
I'm sure this will replace the 4 letter words and general vulgarity, aren't you?:michaelan Yeah, right!!
P.S. Before the time comes when some creature of God sours our day, we may plan our response, “Oh, rue the day, that sin entered the world!... and which now finds me sunburned, shivering wet, and stung by a bee!”
Such an exercise should leave us longing more and more for heaven where curses never resound as being both unnecessary and not even possible in that most happy place.:wave: