And it's such a lovely perfume, wasted on her. I wonder how often she showers--does your France smell that bad?
Pillaging, burning villages to the ground, seizing vital reg--I mean, legally seizing cargo in the name of whichever Majesty happened to be on the throne at the time, of course. Ahhh, my dear King Henry IX.
His stench is certainly useful as an early-warning system, though I must say I've never paid much attention to his bathing habits - I simply assumed that no amount of washing could rid him of it.
Oh yes, though King Henry was a bit too close to the papacy for my tastes (now)
And America makes jokes about my presumably bad teeth but never, ever says anything about France smelling like a Paris whorehouse in August. The nerve.
No, no, Henry VIII was the one who broke it off with the bloody papists; Henry IX was his son. Good King Harry? The Virgin King? Ring any bells?
There are too many Henrys. I was thinking of the one the Jacobites called Henry IX...
...actually, America (mine) does - though in a decidedly unwitty way. I encourage you to insult France in specific manners in front of America - though he/she denies it, they still try to copy our ways.
For maximum efficiency while retaining flexibility, let us categorize the insults according to topic, and then insult Francis accordingly to that day's schedule? I suggest insulting his food on Monday, his grooming on Tuesday, his obsession with haute couture on Wednesday, his military on Thursday AND Friday, his cars on Saturday, and on Sunday, whatever comes to mind.
Knut, oh, Knut, he had always the nicest sweets for me.
You are an absolutely organized British [looks at his tits] gentleman. Of course, on Monday, she could insult my food back (not that there's anything wrong with it, but, you know, the frogs and their sauces); on Tuesday, she could comment on my unruly hair; and on Wednesdays, she could point out that London fashion week really only has Burberry Prorsum going for it. The rest of the days, however, will be wonderful.
Me too! And if anyone really irritated me, he brought me their heads. I remember playing skittles with the head of the King of Norway's son....ah, good times
*puffs up in pride, sticking her chest out* Of course - I am THE British gentleman.
I think the best thing to do is insult France even he's not around so he cannot rebut. The point here is to train America to insult him too after all.
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...of course.
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...there's a pirate-captain version of us`
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Those were the days, were they not?
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*sighs* Indeed they were
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Pillaging, burning villages to the ground, seizing vital reg--I mean, legally seizing cargo in the name of whichever Majesty happened to be on the throne at the time, of course. Ahhh, my dear King Henry IX.
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Oh yes, though King Henry was a bit too close to the papacy for my tastes (now)
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No, no, Henry VIII was the one who broke it off with the bloody papists; Henry IX was his son. Good King Harry? The Virgin King? Ring any bells?
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...actually, America (mine) does - though in a decidedly unwitty way. I encourage you to insult France in specific manners in front of America - though he/she denies it, they still try to copy our ways.
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Which specific matters did you have in mind? I can get quite specific; I wouldn't know where to start.
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For maximum efficiency while retaining flexibility, let us categorize the insults according to topic, and then insult Francis accordingly to that day's schedule? I suggest insulting his food on Monday, his grooming on Tuesday, his obsession with haute couture on Wednesday, his military on Thursday AND Friday, his cars on Saturday, and on Sunday, whatever comes to mind.
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You are an absolutely organized British [looks at his tits] gentleman. Of course, on Monday, she could insult my food back (not that there's anything wrong with it, but, you know, the frogs and their sauces); on Tuesday, she could comment on my unruly hair; and on Wednesdays, she could point out that London fashion week really only has Burberry Prorsum going for it. The rest of the days, however, will be wonderful.
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*puffs up in pride, sticking her chest out* Of course - I am THE British gentleman.
I think the best thing to do is insult France even he's not around so he cannot rebut. The point here is to train America to insult him too after all.
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Well, you don't look very much like one right now.
America sometimes insults France, but it's in a way that shows that she obviously admires her. Perhaps it's that silly business with the statue.
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