What the heck...

[Nightray]

Your virginity, your old virginity is like one of our French wither'd pears: it looks ill, it eats drily.
lmfao

Your face is as a book, where men may read strange matters.

Thou art so leaky that we must leave thee to thy sinking.

 

[Prof Gallows]

Your virginity, your old virginity is like one of our French wither'd pears: it looks ill, it eats drily.
lmfao

Your face is as a book, where men may read strange matters.

Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after a voyage.

 

[Rawburt]

Your virginity, your old virginity is like one of our French wither'd pears: it looks ill, it eats drily.
lmfao

Your face is as a book, where men may read strange matters.

Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after a voyage.

Thou fobbing swag-bellied whey-face!

 

[Nightray]

Your virginity, your old virginity is like one of our French wither'd pears: it looks ill, it eats drily.
lmfao

Your face is as a book, where men may read strange matters.

Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after a voyage.

Thou fobbing swag-bellied whey-face!

hey you took mine crash LOL.

Show your sheep-biting face, and be hanged an hour!

 

[Prof Gallows]

Your virginity, your old virginity is like one of our French wither'd pears: it looks ill, it eats drily.
lmfao

Your face is as a book, where men may read strange matters.

Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after a voyage.

Thou fobbing swag-bellied whey-face!

hey you took mine crash LOL.

Show your sheep-biting face, and be hanged an hour!

Why dost thou converse with that trunk of humours, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey Iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years?

 

[Rawburt]

Your virginity, your old virginity is like one of our French wither'd pears: it looks ill, it eats drily.
lmfao

Your face is as a book, where men may read strange matters.

Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after a voyage.

Thou fobbing swag-bellied whey-face!

hey you took mine crash LOL.

Show your sheep-biting face, and be hanged an hour!

=P Thou mangled earth-vexing apple-john!

 

[Nightray]

Away, you bottle-ale rascals, you filthy bung, away!

 

[Prof Gallows]

Away, you bottle-ale rascals, you filthy bung, away!

What a drunken knave was the sea to cast thee in our way!

 

[Rawburt]

Away, you bottle-ale rascals, you filthy bung, away!

What a drunken knave was the sea to cast thee in our way!

Thou villainous half-faced barnacle!

 

[Nightray]

Away, you bottle-ale rascals, you filthy bung, away!

What a drunken knave was the sea to cast thee in our way!

Thou villainous half-faced barnacle!

What trick, what device, what starting-hole canst thou now find out, to hide thee from this open and apparent shame?

 

[Prof Gallows]

Away, you bottle-ale rascals, you filthy bung, away!

What a drunken knave was the sea to cast thee in our way!

Thou villainous half-faced barnacle!

Your virginity breeds mites, much like a cheese.
How now, wool-sack, what mutter you?

 

[Rawburt]

Away, you bottle-ale rascals, you filthy bung, away!

What a drunken knave was the sea to cast thee in our way!

Thou villainous half-faced barnacle!

Your virginity breeds mites, much like a cheese.
How now, wool-sack, what mutter you?

So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge thy glutton bosom.

 

[Nightray]

Away, you bottle-ale rascals, you filthy bung, away!

What a drunken knave was the sea to cast thee in our way!

Thou villainous half-faced barnacle!

Your virginity breeds mites, much like a cheese.
How now, wool-sack, what mutter you?

So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge thy glutton bosom.

Thou crusty botch of nature!
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold.

 

[Rawburt]

Quoting limited to 5 levels deep

Thou villainous half-faced barnacle!

Your virginity breeds mites, much like a cheese.
How now, wool-sack, what mutter you?

So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge thy glutton bosom.

Thou crusty botch of nature!
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold.

Idol of idiot-worshippers!

 

[Nightray]

Quoting limited to 5 levels deep

Your virginity breeds mites, much like a cheese.
How now, wool-sack, what mutter you?

So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge thy glutton bosom.

Thou crusty botch of nature!
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold.

Idol of idiot-worshippers!

Thou fawning flap-mouthed devil-mon!
Thy lips rot off!
lol

 

[Prof Gallows]

Quoting limited to 5 levels deep

So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge thy glutton bosom.

Thou crusty botch of nature!
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold.

Idol of idiot-worshippers!

Thou fawning flap-mouthed devil-mon!
Thy lips rot off!
lol

Thou fawning swag-bellied hugger-mugger!

 

[Rawburt]

Quoting limited to 5 levels deep

Thou crusty botch of nature!
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold.

Idol of idiot-worshippers!

Thou fawning flap-mouthed devil-mon!
Thy lips rot off!
lol

Thou fawning swag-bellied hugger-mugger!

Thou infectious hasty-witted popinjay!

 

[Nightray]

Quoting limited to 5 levels deep

Idol of idiot-worshippers!

Thou fawning flap-mouthed devil-mon!
Thy lips rot off!
lol

Thou fawning swag-bellied hugger-mugger!

Thou infectious hasty-witted popinjay!

Thou venomed half-faced giglet!
Thou fusty clay-brained death-token!

 

[Rawburt]

Quoting limited to 5 levels deep

Thou fawning flap-mouthed devil-mon!
Thy lips rot off!
lol

Thou fawning swag-bellied hugger-mugger!

Thou infectious hasty-witted popinjay!

Thou venomed half-faced giglet!
Thou fusty clay-brained death-token!

Thou wayward fat-kidneyed lewdster!

 

[Prof Gallows]

Quoting limited to 5 levels deep

Thou fawning swag-bellied hugger-mugger!

Thou infectious hasty-witted popinjay!

Thou venomed half-faced giglet!
Thou fusty clay-brained death-token!

Thou wayward fat-kidneyed lewdster!

You live in the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love ove the nasty sty!