HA!
You starvelling, you eel-skin, you dried neat's-tongue, you bull's-pizzle, you stock-fish--O for breath to utter what is like thee!-you tailor's-yard, you sheath, you bow-case, you vile standing tuck!
-Taken from: Henry IV, part I
03 September 2007
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What a hoot! Shakespeare always cracks me up. I think of him as the early "Woody Allen of Humor." Love the "Merchant of Venice." Have you read that one? Really a scream!
Wishing you many faery xoxo today!
Hi, Ligeia! Thanks for visiting my blog and leaving a comment. You're very sweet. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Just wanted you to know I put up a new post on my blog this morning. It's got a "Banishing Poverty Spell" in it you might like.
Magickal blessings!
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