Friday, December 5, 2014

Cool Shakespearean Insults - Chapter 3

Tis true. I could not stay away from the Bard of Avon's caustic wit. Verily, I have been entertained and so shall thee. Be thee prepared to howl.

Your bum is the greatest thing about you.

You have such a February face.

Pray you, stand further from me.

You lisp and wear strange suits.

What a disgrace it is to me that I should remember your name.

She hath more hair than wit.

You are strangely troublesome.

I can hardly forebear hurling things at him.

Put your face between his sheets and do the office of a warming pan.

I was seeking for a fool when I found you.

And now one that translates through the ages.

Thou misshapen dick.

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