Thread 18005535

I dare say ‘twas not a scripture of the fairer sex, verily ‘twas a scripture of buggery!

HOLY SHILLINGS!

>>18005590
Sir Hart navere profit a shilling

Hark! I say unto thee: that gentleman in the tunic of emerald is nothing but a catamite! And that gentleman in his company, he, too, is a catamite!

>>18005693
Oh! I be no poof!

>>18005693
Sir Michaels of Shawn was sodomized by King McMahon the 2nd to gain favor in the court

>>18005535 (OP)
Tis a fair and juste observation milord, no trickery harkens in thine opulent hart.

>>18005535 (OP)
HARK
HERALD YE MOST NOBLE HITMAN

>>18006153
>>18005945
THOU STILL POSSES IT
*clap* *clap* *clap clap clap*
THOU STILL POSSES IT
*clap* *clap* *clap clap clap*

We wanteth tables

>>18005535 (OP)
Buggery? Mayhap thou speaketh of Lord Nash who it be said hath traveled greatly to far off lands and henceforth there hath in turne encountered a great many Moorish gentlemen of ill repute in the most accused heat of summer in the year of our Lord 1692.

>>18006276
>failed numerical digits
deflowered wench

By what right dost thou question the honor of El Dandy?

>>18005833
Privee sir, canst thou swear unto God the veracity of thine words?

>>18005535 (OP)
yooo dis nigga speakin shakespear

To quoteth the Gospel of Austin, Chapter 3, Verse 16: "I hath flagellated thy arse!"

>>18005535 (OP)
And thou wouldst know! Thine own father, Stu Hart, is infamous for his donjon where he hath buggered many a young boy under the guise of instruction in the art of wrestling, only to instead commit vile sodomy and turn young men from the light of Christ!

>>18006892
t. he who reads scriptures of buggery

>>18005535 (OP)
Fucking kek, my sides.

Bret should be doing heel commentary in AEW right now
He and Punk are Tony's biggest fumbles

>>18006892
>Sincerely yours, Sir Patrick Patterson
I proclaim your baseless and wicked accusations an afront to besmirch the great Sir Stewart of Hart

>>18006916
'Tis not meet to sign thy posts herein, pederast.

>>18007485
Thou slander me, sirrah! Thou shame me, sirrah! I am not yon dead pederast who e'en now burns in the flames of Hell for his sins!

Why wouldst thou seek to defend the Hart clan and conceal their iniquity? Twill not erase the shame nor wipe the infamy, nay, nor shall it unbugger the arses of innocent boys!

>>18006276
My land!abr

But Bret loves the gays now.

>>18006276
For sooth?

When the exotic temptress hath been spotted contemplating the complexion of a royal knave's buttocks.

>>18005535 (OP)
Greetings and salutations!

Good morrow fellows, I doth indeed sayeth unto ye all that thine knowledge of the grappling arts ist of greatest inferiority as too mine owne for I haveth payed great coin upon many occasions to read the pamphlets of the leaned Isralite Lord Meltzer. Hence I direct thee all to better thine selves and to cast thine attention to the moste heightened grappling arte of the many fine, beautious and winesome ladies of the mysterious orient as for they haveth been oft awarded thee sacred five firmaments of the heavens themselves and indeed haveth been awarded such onne far many occasions than the lowly grapplers of owr own lands.

>>18007632
Thou wouldst have regard yellow swine, sirrah! Tis a most shameful directive!

it's been too long since college for me to participate fully in this thread
Chauncer was a bitch tho fr no cap as the kids these days say, Or Chaucer. Whatever.

>>18006276
Chuckles, what a vexatious wench

>>18007563
On mine truthe I fear it so beethe

>>18005535 (OP)
Though "Sunlit days" have graced thy recent time,
Yet still, dear friend, thy task remains undone!

Furthermore, thy tunics need must be embroidered with a gusset, Sir William!

The first thing I desire be done is this: remove that wretched sot from thy ring.

Cast him not only from the ring, but cast him out of the kingdom entire, for I have shown, verily and without doubt, that he possesseth not the mettle of a true warrior!

Thou sitteth yonder, clutching thy Holy Writ, uttering prayers to the heavens — and yet, where hath it brought thee?

Speak on thy psalms, prattle of John 3:16 all thou wilt…

But Austin 3:16 proclaimeth: I hath just thoroughly pummeled thy arse!

>>18007632
By my troth, 'tis so, indeed!

> 'image likeness hath naught to do

Verily, I bear thee no hatred, sir John. Nay, not even distaste for thee do I harbor. Rather, I hold thee in high regard. Indeed, I hold thee in far greater esteem than the multitude dost behind.

Alas, I loathe this notion that thou art the finest. For thou art not; I am the finest. The finest in all the realm. Yet, one art thou dost excel more than I, and that be in the art of kissing lord Vince McMahon's hindquarters.

Indeed, thy prowess in this endeavor doth rival that of the great Hulk Hogan himself! Pray, I knoweth not if thou art as skilled as sir Dwayne in such flatteries; he hath ever been a master in the craft. Ever was, and still remains.

Lo and behold! I doth shatter the fourth wall!

>>18007547
He always was a captain faggot

>>18007789
>Peasants rights

BRIGAND EXCREMENT FESTIVAL

>>18007789
Oh Kayfabe, where art thou ?
The lad called Pepsi Philip doth suckle the bloodied tool, and hath coin atop it, verily.

Life be hard, and then ye pass on.

>>18007821
>All maladies that's doth plaque man or beaste layeth at the feet of King Donald the firste, Sir Kenneth Omega and yon Bucks of Youthe, be it not so mine Isralite companion great Brianne Finale

>>18005535 (OP)
Thou enjoy these embroideries of fine thread to showcase how much of a fucking nerd y'all are here, don't ya? Good, please continueth

Thou wot they say that all men are created like, yet thou look upon me and thou look at Samoa Joe and thou see that statement is not true. See, normally if thou hie one on one with another wrestler, thou got a 50/50 chance of winning. That I but 'm a genetic freak and I be not normal! so thou got a 25%, at meetest, at beat me. Then thou add Kurt Angle to the mix, thy chances of winning drastic hie down. See the 3 way at Sacrifice, thou got a 33 1/3 chance of winning, yet I, I got a 66 and 2/3 chance of winning, because Kurt Angle knows he't beat me and he's not e'en will try!
So Samoa Joe, thou take thy 33 1/3 chance, minus mine 25% chance and thou got an 8 1/3 chance of winning at sacrifice. Yet then thou take mine 75% chance of winning, would we was to hie one on one, and then add 66 2/3 per cents, I got 141 2/3 chance of winning at Sacrifice. See Joe, the numbers do not lie, and they spell disaster for thee at Sacrifice.

see, yet I be will break it down for all thou ladies. Wouldst thou something be with me? or wouldst thou something be with joe?

>Nay!
>O wondrous heavens!
>Right through yon glass window of the barbershop!
>The most spineless sir Martin Jannetty sought in vain to leap through the window to flee! Didst thou behold?
>Hath the lord rend'red thee blind?!
>Verily a foul deed of cowardice!

>>18007822
>Forthwith, go suck the foul member, enrobed in bloodied gold, of a heretic prince of the fair Arabia, ye witless fool!
Verily, a gentleman famed for his steadfast tenets such as sir Phillip Brooks, the Chicago Made Knave, would ne'er debase his noble self in the art of wrestling for the royal kin of Saudi, would he?

Pray, lend thine ear, sir Gene Okerlund, thou dost speak of a clique! The sole fellowship thou ought know is that of Harlem Heat and fair Sister Sherri! Forsooth, what thou dost contend with is the brotherhood! From henceforth in WCW, there be no ceasing! We shall seize that which we desire! And once we claim sir Lex Luger and The Giant, we yearn for the gold, knave! Hulk Hogan, we cometh for thee, negro!

>>18008547
>bestowing the crown jewel of the kingdom upon a moor
Eghads!
Lord Paul Levesque would never commit to such a shameful atrocity.
Perish the thought!

>>18006276
Lord Kevin Nash dost been buggered by a group of moorish knaves in the sweltering midsummer of 1692??? Dost thou speaketh the verity?

'Tis I, good Austin! 'Twas I all along, sir Austin!
Thou hast all been deceived! Bought it all, hook, line, and sinker! Every soul amongst thee! Even mine own kin! Aye, even my nearest kin believed it true! Each and every one of thee, fools thou art made!
Yet, prithee, I desired naught of this trickery - it was Austin who compelled me. Sir Steven Austin, the Stone Cold knight, did force me to deceive thee, he did! For sir Austin, I sought to impart unto thee a lesson most unforgettable. And now, sir Austin, thou art enlightened - there is no brink to which I shall not descend, no depths I shan't plummet, to render thine earthly existence, sir Austin, a veritable and utter hell!

>>18006276
Cor Blimey!

Hark! I doth declare that Becky Lynch, a woman of stout heart, hath obtained a writ of restraint against one Rovert. Let it be known throughout the land that Rovert shall keep his distance from said Becky, lest he face the wrath of the law. So it is decreed!

>>18009308
cringe

>>18009317
Bear it and wax wroth within!

>>18009160
Alas, 'tis true.

>>18009282
Some may assert that I wrought injustice upon Bret Hart. Bret Hart would most assuredly attest to this. Yet, I behold it from a differing perspective. I declare 'twas not the referee who wronged Bret Hart. The good Shawn Michaels verily did not betray Bret Hart. Nor did Vince McMahon feign Bret Hart disgrace. I stoutly profess that Bret Hart hath betrayed Bret Hart. And lo, he may gaze into the mirror upon his own visage and discern this verity.

I shall bear full accountability for each decision of mine; I have ne'er shunned such a burden. Mine choices are not ever wise, I avow. Yet, when a misdeed doth occur, I am not too proud to utter mine apology and strive to amend thine error as best I may. I pray my batting average doth lean towards the just, for I shape more righteous choices than misguided ones. Concerning the betrayal of Bret Hart, there exists a most hallowed custom within the wrestling realm, whereby when one doth depart, they manifest due reverence to the exalted figures who did forge them a star. One ought to honour the foundation that shaped them into their present selves. This tradition is cherished, yet Bret Hart chose to scorn it.

I confess, I should ne'er have expected such from Bret, who is oft regarded as a traditionalist in our craft. 'Twould ne'er have entered mine thoughts that Bret would forego the decorum fitting for those who uplifted him, nor the institution which crafted him into the persona he be now. I know this to be Bret's own will. Bret hath betrayed Bret.

Divine thread my fellow gentlemen but it does occur to me that some if not all of you may indeed be bestowed succor of some otherworldly scribe, a specter in the proverbial aether if you may. I pray for your eternal souls it is not so.

I don't speak Shakespeare but it was a fagmag brother!

>>18007865
>Brianne Finale
popped mineself

>>18007563
So thou knowest not?

>>18005535 (OP)
>verily ‘twas a scripture of buggery!

Though mine ire doth seethe and boil within mine breast, I am but a meek and lowly rat ensnared within the confines of wrought iron

'Twas a scripture of buggery is just an outstanding line

>>18007563
'r 'th

rare based AI thread

>>18012361
Nay good sir, my words are mine alone. Let the other swine's wit rot and wither away as they prod the aetherial grimoire for undeserved knowledge.

>>18005535 (OP)
Rare actual good thread on this board.
p10 Save

>>18014363
This is a true saying.