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Doth Thou Besiege My Mouth? [PICS]

Cupid's Arbalest

[This post is a collage. I'm not sure what I'm getting at, but I'm getting at something.]

Shouldn't it be "dost"?

Shit! Damn my inattentive teeth! How did they let that one slip out? I thought I'd strangled my inner pedant but no ...

How are you still talking with that tiny arrow in your mouth?

It should totally be dost. And that arrow had better have been sterilized in a modern autoclave.

Don't make me Layeth the Smacketh down, okay?

Wait, I'm confused. What the hell is this thread about again?

Nothing? Fine, then I'm taking it over.

Avast, Qalyn! To the vanquished, death!!

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Forfuckingsooth.

I swove all thy mothers. Naught but tuppenny whores, say I.

Verily, Qalyn, you fight well.

But I haveth re-enforcements.

You have been bested, and must accept your punishment.

Now I rule this thread!

With threads like that, you'd better.

I doth indeed, knave!

unheimlich manoeuvre

You know, this isn't what I was getting at at all.