FORSOOTH, FORSOOTH, MY KINGDOM FOR A WIG

Jul 18, 2009 12:07

FORSOOTH, FORSOOTH!

REGULUS I FEAR THAT UNLESS I TRANSCEND TO YOUR LEVEL OF DEEPNESS I SHALT NEVER SEE THE ERROR OF MY BOYISH, YET CHARMING, MISCHIEVOUS WAYS! SO I HAVE COME PREPARED WITH THE FOLLOWING:

- A BLACK T-SHIRT


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rab smells like dead poet, james potter will pungent your soul, forsooth rab-unzle!, james is a poet, forteeeeeeeeeeeth, forsooth, fortooth, rab approves

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deviated_septum July 18 2009, 19:17:16 UTC
FORGIVEN.

...>.> THERE ARE MANY DIFFERENT WAYS TO USE THIS WORD. I AM GOING WITH AN ALTERNATE MEANS.

:|



HERE. IT IS BLACK. LIKE YOUR SOUL. AND YOUR LAST NAME!

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brb_drowning July 18 2009, 19:21:38 UTC
*BEAMING*

I SHALL CALL HIM OZYMANDIAS!

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deviated_septum July 18 2009, 19:30:15 UTC
BTW, I HAVE SCRIPTED A POEM FOR YOU, FORSOOTH.

IT FADED ON THE CROWING OF THE COCK.
SOME SAY THAT EVER 'GAINST THE SEASON COMES
WHEREIN OUR SAVIOR'S BIRTH IS CELEBRATED,
THE BIRD OF DAWNING SINGETH ALL NIGHT LONG!
~HAMLET

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brb_drowning July 18 2009, 19:54:17 UTC
WHAN THAT APRILL WITH HIS SHOURES SOOTE
THE DROGHTE OF MARCH HATH PERCED TO THE ROOTE
AND BATHED EVERY VEYNE IN SWICH LICOUR
OF WHICH VERTU ENGENDRED IS THE FLOUR;
WHAN ZEPHIRUS EEK WITH HIS SWEETE BREETH
INSPIRED HATH IN EVERY HOLT AND HEETH
THE TENDRE CROPPES, AND THE YONGE SONNE
HATH IN THE RAM HIS HALF COURS YRONNE,
AND SMALE FOWELES MAKEN MELODYE
THAT SLEPEN AL THE NYGHT WITH OPEN YE
(SO PRIKETH HEM NATURE IN HIR CORAGES),
THANNE LONGEN FOLK TO GOON ON PILGRIMAGES
AND PALMERES FOR TO SEKEN STRAUNGE STRONDES
TO FERNE HALWES, KOWTHE IN SONDRY LONDES;
AND SPECIALLY FROM EVERY SHIRES ENDE
OF ENGELOND TO CAUNTERBURY THEY WENDE,
THE HOOLY BLISFUL MARTIR FOR TO SEKE,
THAT HEM HATH HOLPEN WHAN THAT THEY WERE SEEKE.

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deviated_septum July 18 2009, 20:00:15 UTC
...WHA?!

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brb_drowning July 18 2009, 20:56:33 UTC
deviated_septum July 18 2009, 21:02:16 UTC
brb_drowning July 18 2009, 21:11:01 UTC
AWW, THAT LOOKS LIKE THE FACE YOU MAKE RIGHT BEFORE I BREAK YOUR NOSE.

=')

MEMORIES, SWEET MEMORIES!

OOH! INSPIRED!

*SCRAMBLES FOR NOTEBOOK*

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deviated_septum July 19 2009, 01:20:13 UTC
D: *WILL NOT BE OUTDONE*

*GRABS HIS OWN NOTEBOOK*

ROSES ARE RED,
RAB IS LIKE LEAD,
MY TOES ARE COLD
...

*LAMELY*
AND MY SOCKS ARE NOT HERE

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brb_drowning July 19 2009, 01:31:05 UTC
THAT'S...THAT'S VERY GOOD, POTTER.

PUTTING THAT ALOE TO USE THEN, ARE YOU? >.>

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deviated_septum July 19 2009, 01:36:08 UTC
WHY SO CRUDE, REGULUS?

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brb_drowning July 19 2009, 01:38:17 UTC
I KNOW NOT WHAT YOU MEAN.

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deviated_septum July 19 2009, 01:39:09 UTC
FORSOOTH, FORSOOTH RABPUNZEL, FORSOOTH!

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brb_drowning July 19 2009, 01:54:15 UTC
ANON! ANON! I SHALL RETURN FORTHWITH!

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deviated_septum July 19 2009, 01:57:33 UTC
*TUGS HIS HAIR* ANON, ANON.

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brb_drowning July 19 2009, 03:00:51 UTC
¬_¬

WE'RE DOING THIS AGAIN? WILL I HAVE TO PULL OUT MY RIGHT HOOK ONCE MORE?

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