Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate?

07. september 2022 - Uncategorized @da

You don’t frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you, so-called Ah-thoor Keeng, you and all your silly English K-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-niggits

…Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate?

I’m not a witch. Well, we did do the nose. You can’t expect to wield supreme power just ’cause some watery tart threw a sword at you! Found them? In Mercia?! The coconut’s tropical! But you are dressed as one…

Found them? In Mercia?! The coconut’s tropical! Now, look here, my good man. You don’t frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you, so-called Ah-thoor Keeng, you and all your silly English K-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-niggits!

Oh, ow!

Bring her forward! You don’t frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you, so-called Ah-thoor Keeng, you and all your silly English K-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-niggits!

  1. Burn her anyway!
  2. Well, she turned me into a newt.
  3. Burn her!

Well, I didn’t vote for you.

Burn her anyway! We shall say ‘Ni’ again to you, if you do not appease us. On second thoughts, let’s not go there. It is a silly place. The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.

  • Well, what do you want?
  • We want a shrubbery!!
  • Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system!

Burn her! Why do you think that she is a witch? What a strange person. Look, my liege!

She looks like one. No, no, no! Yes, yes. A bit. But she’s got a wart. Why do you think that she is a witch? Well, I got better. The nose? Found them? In Mercia?! The coconut’s tropical!

The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice! We found them. Shut up! Will you shut up?! And this isn’t my nose. This is a false one.

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We shall say ‘Ni’ again to you, if you do not appease us. You can’t expect to wield supreme power just ’cause some watery tart threw a sword at you! You can’t expect to wield supreme power just ’cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!

Well, I got better.

John Doe

Bloody Peasant!

Burn her! The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice! Burn her anyway! Burn her! I don’t want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough water! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! Now leave before I am forced to taunt you a second time!

Where’d you get the coconuts? And this isn’t my nose. This is a false one. …Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate? Well, I got better. She looks like one.

Bloody Peasant!

Well, I didn’t vote for you. I dunno. Must be a king. Shut up! Will you shut up?! Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.

Who’s that then? And this isn’t my nose. This is a false one. Bring her forward! Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I’m being repressed! The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.

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