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 Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:28 pm
K I N G S H O Y Dukes K I N G S H O Y Dukes K I N G S H O Y Dukes Mind thine tongue thou foul breathed curr or I shall be likened to remove it for you. Blasphemy. Thine sword could not cut even a soaked loaf of bread. Did ye buy that sword from yonder gift shoppe? Bread does not know fear. It is not the sight of ye sword that causes thine bread to decay, but the sight of ye naked. That would kill many a soul, and scar small children.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:30 pm
K I N G S H O Y Return_of_Watanuki-san K I N G S H O Y Anael De Ezra Return_of_Watanuki-san K I N G S H O Y Bread does not know fear. Such wisdom doth my lord speaketh! Ah, dear Ret, such is the might of our fair lord that the bread shall learn fear. A seven year-old in stolen garb does not a lord make. My good sir! Ist thou implying that you are simply a seven-year old in clothing not his own? Nay, but thine lord. Might thou be in the world's oldest profession of adultery? I hear that your mother, dear madame, is a professional. Why doest thou inquire after my profession, milord? Doest thou seeketh... mine service?
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:30 pm
My, had I not heard it with mine own ears nor seen it with mine own eyes, I wouldst not have believed it. Then again, considering where I am, there is no surprise atal...
Thou all art STARK RAVING MAD! ^_^
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:32 pm
Sibeiko My, had I not heard it with mine own ears nor seen it with mine own eyes, I wouldst not have believed it. Then again, considering where I am, there is no surprise atal... Thou all art STARK RAVING MAD! ^_^ Why dear Sir! Doest thou always take it upon thyself to make plain to the world the obvious facts?
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:34 pm
I be not well versed in your fancy talks... guys...
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:35 pm
Sibeiko My, had I not heard it with mine own ears nor seen it with mine own eyes, I wouldst not have believed it. Then again, considering where I am, there is no surprise atal... Thou all art STARK RAVING MAD! ^_^ My lord, doth thou care for some of our special... cider? It's so delicious... that thy tongue will die the second it touches our cider, never to taste something so good again. *manic grin* XD
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:35 pm
Sibeiko My, had I not heard it with mine own ears nor seen it with mine own eyes, I wouldst not have believed it. Then again, considering where I am, there is no surprise atal... Thou all art STARK RAVING MAD! ^_^ 'Allo allo, me pretty, shinily-dressed lord? Can we get you cider? Ale? Poison- erm, cake? ;3
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:37 pm
Ah, miladies, I nearly forgot! The good father asked me to harken unto you this message.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:37 pm
My, my! I step away to prepare a tray of bread and cheese to serve to thine lordships and I find a man proclaiming that all of us here art not of a sane mind. oo! Sirs, might I offer you a glass of our finest ale? I believe it should relieve your troubles for the time that you are with us. heart
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:43 pm
I lol-eth.
Thou'rt passing strange, good people, an' the night is cold. I yearn for rest and comfort under a thatched roof. My marmoset is a drunkard as well.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:44 pm
Merriweather I lol-eth. Thou'rt passing strange, good people, an' the night is cold. I yearn for rest and comfort under a thatched roof. My marmoset is a drunkard as well. Keep him out of the ale. It'll put him to sleep for a very very long time...But such a cute little b*****d!
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:46 pm
Anael De Ezra Merriweather I lol-eth. Thou'rt passing strange, good people, an' the night is cold. I yearn for rest and comfort under a thatched roof. My marmoset is a drunkard as well. Keep him out of the ale. It'll put him to sleep for a very very long time...But such a cute little b*****d! Once again, Mistress, thou speaketh the truth. Such a talent doth thou have.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:46 pm
Hearken unto that, dear Tom, and keep thy whiskers out of the ale.
I could murder a salad . . .
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:48 pm
Dukes Ah, miladies, I nearly forgot! The good father asked me to harken unto you this message. My lord, thou have no need to direct us there. I just replied to the thread, and would have done so even if you didn't link. XD Maiden Merriweather, that is such a cute little vermin. What did ye decided to name 'em?
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:49 pm
Merriweather Hearken unto that, dear Tom, and keep thy whiskers out of the ale. I could murder a salad . . . Aye, Tom. *scratches his chin* A salad? Nay, but perhaps thy could take care of Lady Shoy over there.
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