Torquemada

[Harry Powell]

This codex doth pain a Moor’s cuirass!

 

[Libby Son Of Loin]

CLOSETH THINE FORNICATING MOUTH

 

[FurBurger]

Nay, stlaker!

EDIT: Fuckin' janky-assed outsourced-to-Wipro forum:

 

[TheRevAlJolson]

Nay, atalker!

Nay i didst not, nay the lady didst not, nay thee didst not

 

[Cyberatorquer]

One silver real worth of ground pigment doth disable a Saracen archer faster than a 5,000,000 gold dinar siege gun.

Doth haveth fun, childe.

 

[Torque’sHeadBump]

Nay i didst not, nay the lady didst not, nay thee didst not

Nay, childe. The moor doth not flatulate into the sheath of my beloved.

 

[guest]

In moons past I had written on my scroll that Jester Norm, son of MacDonald was lacking in his humor...

 

[Torque’sHeadBump]

In moons past I had written on my scroll that Jester Norm, son of MacDonald was lacking in his humor...

I love medieval Pat lol

 

[Easily_Remembered]

Greetings, thine bretheren!

Verily, most of thee recognize my position within the Dominican church, but what thou might not perceive is that I also serve our Lord within thy holy Spanish Inquisition, which is thine (heh heh) actual full time position and Holy calling.

Being an Inquisitor, my tasks demand that I should be looking inward; that I should be purifying in the name of the Lord ....

 

[JebJoh]

Thou ruttish pox-marked gudgeon

 

[Torque’sHeadBump]

“Thy knowest that thine be mine sworn enemy” Pat to Joe

 

[JebJoh]

Thou ruttish clay-brained bugbear

 

[JebJoh]

Thou rank rump-fed hedge-pig

 

[guest]

Tis hailed as the most impregnable and efficacious inoculation serum by the loftiest of criterion!

 

[JebJoh]

Thou clay-brained guts, thou knotty-pated fool, thou whoreson obscene greasy tallow-catch

 

[Torque’sHeadBump]

SHUT THINE BLASPHEMING MOUTH!!!!

 

[Libby Son Of Loin]

But alas, how I long for my wife of yesteryear

 

[Brooke Shields]

Wrongeth again arsehole. Mine nanny is quite sweet, and my manor has few storage faculties.
I am but an actual Grosskomtur.

 

[guest]

But alas, how I long for my wife of yesteryear

Although I am granted coitus at my leisure by mine secondary and superior wench

 

[TheRevAlJolson]

If 't be true i ev'r doth any seeth of those folk in person, 'twill turneth out quite apace and very poorly for those folk and those gents knoweth