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Thou qualling earth-vexing mammet! (Read 530 times)


Needs more cowbell!

    I shoot pretty things! ~

    '14 Goals:

    • 6 duathlons (1 Olympic distance)

    • 130#s (and stay there, gotdammit!)


    I've got a fever...

      Thou churlish rough-hewn canker-blossom! Big grin

      On your deathbed, you won't wish that you'd spent more time at the office.  But you will wish that you'd spent more time running.  Because if you had, you wouldn't be on your deathbed.

        Thou puking spur-galled foot-licker! Big grin


        I've got a fever...

          Not to get all geeky about it, and I'm not a noted expert on 16th century grammar, but shouldn't be the insults be in the following form, I ask of thee? Thou art a...[insult]

          On your deathbed, you won't wish that you'd spent more time at the office.  But you will wish that you'd spent more time running.  Because if you had, you wouldn't be on your deathbed.

            Thou gleeking clapper-clawed flax-wench! I LOVE LOVE LOVE the word WENCH!
            2009: BQ?


            Needs more cowbell!

              Thou cockered shard-borne bugbear!

              I shoot pretty things! ~

              '14 Goals:

              • 6 duathlons (1 Olympic distance)

              • 130#s (and stay there, gotdammit!)


              I've got a fever...

                Thou [art a] vain toad-spotted haggard!

                On your deathbed, you won't wish that you'd spent more time at the office.  But you will wish that you'd spent more time running.  Because if you had, you wouldn't be on your deathbed.


                I've got a fever...

                  I LOVE LOVE LOVE the word WENCH!
                  You need to make "Lawyer Wench" your subtitle. Clowning around

                  On your deathbed, you won't wish that you'd spent more time at the office.  But you will wish that you'd spent more time running.  Because if you had, you wouldn't be on your deathbed.