Thread 19016747

>IF THOU SMELLEEEEEEEEEEEEETH
>WHAT THE PEBBLE DOTH COOKETH

>>19016747 (OP)
>Verily, tis thine brobdingnagian exhibition!

>>19017187
Thou hast failed to receive the foretold digits. Thine effort to leave a mark hath been thwarted!

>>19017149
Aye, especially of the bronze variety! I've beholden that lass seem particularly bright when she spots one of those fellows.

>>19017201
Bronze?! I hath been told that she doth prefer the knaves of the fair skinned variety!

>>19017214
Thou must be wary of the "maidens" that partake in ring'd combat. They are known to be promiscuous and degenerate.

>>19017256
T'would appear that this fellow prefers to fulfill his duties from the safety of his abode!

>>19016747 (OP)
>I tell thee for true the name of the gentlemen himself tis Cody of the family Rhodes. He doth indeed be the son of Dusty of the family Rhodes.

>>19017193
Alas, thine own digits mark the calendar forth which Nash's anal webbing was doth repair'd.

>>19017275
Lol

[accosts you at a river crossing]

This gimmick is shit, why would The Rock be The Pebble in the 16th century? He's still be The Rock, a rock and pebble are two different things.

TIME TO SOW SOME OATS

>>19017678
I both hate and love this place.

>>19017678
I kekketh

>>19017678
I chuckled heartily

>>19017670
He'd be The Stone
Rock is a Latin word

>>19016747 (OP)
I was just on /his/ and I almost thought I was still there for a moment lmao

Is grok acting weird for people? They give me different people for Liv Morgan and Rhea and edge.

>>19018229
Are you that one anon from /arrrr/?

Hark, shouldst thou hear my voice, give answer.

>>19018319
Nah I don't even know what that general is/means

>>19017678
Time to plant the grains
TIME TO PLANT THE GRAINS
HAAAARRRR-VEST

>>19018684
ITS ALL ABOUT THE GRAIN
AND HOW YOU PLANT IT
ALL ABOUT THE TAX
AND HOW YOU CAN PAY IT

>>19018319
>>19018628
Oh wait, isn't that the Kairi Sane general actually?
Yeah, still not me tho

>>19018978
Yeah I saw a couple Kairi threads on /his/, checked their general and sure enough they were talking about making threads there kek

>>19019035
Lmao

ITS ALL ABOUT HOGWHEELS
AND HOW MUCH THEE SEETHES
HE’S AN IRISH CRIPPLE AND YE LEGS DO NOT WORK

>>19017678
Dohohoh, thee profaned image tis a sensible chuckle indeed

>Sir, the first order of business is to move this gent to the gibbot where permanence greeteth him
>"Milord King, is such action wise?"
>Cease thine retorts while I speak
>He's seated there, bequeathed with naught sans a vessel d'liqeur to remind him the heritage of his youth
>He proselytises his Bible, speaks of John 3:16
>Hypolith Steven Augustinus 3:16 says I doth whacked thine bum!

>>19019829
looks like one of those gay wrestling porn rings

>>19019834
>Cease thine retorts while I speak

>>19019834
>>Cease thine retorts while I speak

>knowest thou Monseigneur Croquette that these fine champions two, acquainted with your custom as "the Nocturnal Expedients", possess a cornucopia truly of sexual acquaintances which vastly transcendeth the meagre, mediocre miseries so proudly bolstering the Carnival Express?
>I doth say sir, my men-at-arms may enjoyeth many a spoil of conquest yonder they so verily earned, but it is courtesy of leadership mine, command mine, guidance mine, and I defy any and all a HERETIC HEATHEN who challenges MY splendour!

>Answer thine callings
>M'lady, I doth beg of thee, please give but another thought to performing such actions
>Sionainn thou is fine. Breathe, for we beeth here for thee.
>WILLIAM ARQUEBUS HATH BETRAYED PAUL WIGHT!

*TRUMPETS*

>>19016747 (OP)
Ha! A negroe in fine garb! Such mockery of exquisite culture. May I speaketh with his master, for thine display is surely a jest most cruel.

Bumpeth

God damn pig is sliding all the worthwhile threads again..

>thou smelleth
Motherfucker "smelleth" is the third person singular. "Thou" is the second person singular. Learn2conjugate.

Wrought solely to carnally please the ravenous beasts dwelling beneath the Saracen kingdoms!
Hark! I must release mine emissions, which doth resemble the blooms of a young dandelion, posthaste!

Many a lute sundered yet not a penny exchanged hands.

Faretheewell 'til the morrow supporters of Ser Hogan and damnable fools that lacketh all vitality, and verily know not when a merryment is a performance when it is perform'd, and lather thyselves into such a froth as to believe it to be reel, knaves.

ITS ALL ABOUT THOU HOGWHEELS AND HIS LEGS NOT WORKING
ITS ALL ABOUT THOU HOGWHEELS AND AEW FAILING

>>19025069
>>19022442
>>19019764
Keep trying bro. I’m rooting for you.

Baroque
Lesnar

>>19025081
Thanks from all of us

IF THOU SMELLLLLL WHAT THE HOG
IS COOKING

'Twas a dandy's dispatch.

>>19025809
ALAS, I AM NO BUGGER OF MEN.

>>19025826
>That gentleman in the emerald vestment? That gentleman is a dandy!

>>19019834
>Cease thine retorts while I speak
How amusing indeed!

>Hark, ye mortals who tread ‘pon this shadowed vale!
>I am The Undertaker, lord of the crypt, the reaper of men’s fates
>My eyes burn with the fires of the netherworld, thy courage shall crumble as dust
>Hear me, ye wretched souls, for I am the keeper of the urn, the master of the shadowed realm!
>Any bold knight who thinketh to challenge me: thy fate is sealed!
>I wield the power of the tombstone, and with it, I shall lay thee low, consigning thy soul to the eternal void!
>I shall drag thee down to the abyss, where the bell tolls for thee!
>The spirits of the departed chant my name, and so, I decree: rest in peace.

>>19025097
>Thou hast well earn'd it
>*polite clap*
>Thou hast well earn'd it
>*polite clap*
>Fight ye evermore!

verily, I need yonder maiden to defecate on my chest

>>19026976
Too bad taker could never pull off such a promo.

lol ts like those medieval YTMNDs back in the day

And mine own sire, in youth, did counsel me,
“Hard times do forge the worthiest men to be!”

>>19027361
This sir is the sort of man who finds labor from the comforts of his home.

>>19027361
He doth appear to hold great fondness for ebony-hued queens.

>>19027658
Kek that’s good.

It twas was not a periodical design'd for the pleasure and enjoyement of the fairer sex. Twas a BUGGER'S manuscript!

>>19016747 (OP)
Thee Burger Queen, Little Lexi Shillings

>>19027361
The darker the continent the sweeter the crusade.

>>19022597
Mayhap in the Simpleton Kingdom

>>19027686
Looks like a Viking Queen

>>19027711
Mayhap you bring tidings from our Fair Lady Poi, Oriental Queen of such lands. It hath been said tis a joyous place being as no Moorish kin be permitted upon Royal decree.

>>19027761
We speak not that word in these halls.

>>19027776
>I say thee nay!

>>19027776
Begone, Moor.

I be hither to speak the word.
I be hither to speak the word.

>>19016747 (OP)
I hear that Sir William of Spreay has taken up lodgings with a harlot, and that he has place'd upon himself a promise to raise a childe not of his own seede and of moste unusual and exotic colouring.

In thine sweltering summer of thirteen hundred and two and ninety, I met Sir Kevin of Nash in a shadowed alley, his frame vast as an oak and temper fouler still.

“Ho!” quoth I, “Thy reign of anal chastity ends this night!”

He turned, thunder in his eyes, yet ere he could collapse, I moved swift as vengeance itself. Black sword shined, tryst flew, and soon the giant lay bested upon the cobblestones, breath spent and whimpering in African ectasy

I vanished into the heat-soaked dark, leaving only echoes — and his pride, broken in the dust.

>>19016747 (OP)
>Hosen of pink hue--what in blazes IS that, Bret? This be no ballatrie school. Spectacles dark and sparklers bright? A pile of dung, I say! So, Bret, ye return to carry on a heritage? NAY, I say! Stone Cold shall make thy return a living HELLFIRE. So, begin thy begging for mercy now, for thou SHALT beg, yet find it NOT! I deem thee utterly wretched. 'Best there is, was, and ever shall be? NAY! Knave, thou beholdest the best there is--Austin 3:16 holds sway! The world doth know thee fled 'cause thou lost a bout to Shawn Michaels- the 'Fair Lad', the 'Boy Toy', who sent thy arse back to Canadia. Thou couldst not face thyself, nor thy kin, and didst flee in shame. Ill-timed was thy return, son. (I be no dallier.) When the bell doth toll, and business calls, (I dance not, son.) I shall unleash seven years of ire upon thy posterior! Ponder this, Bret; thou mayest return home, gaze upon thyself in the looking glass, and find a modicum of tranquility, knowing thou wert vanquished by a man of truth.

>>19027417
mirth! great jest my fellow

>>19028067
KEK

>>19027776
Verily how did thou acquire this knowledge?

I have oft laid mine eyes on great forests and many a noble tree. At this time that which maketh me moste curious are thine prick and buttocks.

Perchance such occurences taketh place on the Sphere of the Imbeciles.

>>19029094
Perchance doth thou engageth in buggery?

>>19028858
Provide your owne hypothesis.

>>19028858
Provide thine owne hypothesis.

>>19017187
Tis a dark and weary night in thus cool alley. Pray, please toss another faggot on the fire.

>>19028858
>Studiy the olde' Encyclopedia of encased combat and returnth thereafter

>>19027344
> Mmmmmth.. Thine posterior is henceforth required to deliver unto the court a barrel of mead.

Thine Fool of the Year? It remaineth Anthony

>>19019834
>>Cease thine retorts while I speak

"Hark, hark. Ted Dibiase, the Million Dollar Man. 'Tis Wrestlemania, and thy career's zenith doth approach. For what thou representest hangs in the balance, chiefly, the million-dollar belt. Yea, it may once more be thine, shouldst thou overcome Damien, and myself. Yet, we have not forgotten thy sport of making lesser men grovel for thy coin. Souls less favored, who sought coin for sustenance, yet thou didst mock them, humble and shame them. Now, 'tis my turn. I shall bid thee beg, Dibiase; thou shalt crawl. Thou shalt know humility, thou shalt know shame, and thou shalt grovel for coin. How fitting, [laughs] that thou beg for thine own wealth, a victim of thine own covetousness, mired in avarice's filth."

Thou cripple from the Emerald Isle watched the WWE show and started to oink, thou Gay EW did not draweth more than the school for wrestlers!

>>19017193
The sound which I hadst produced with mine own mouth was as though a large object had burst.

>>19029534
Good sire, you have crafter kino of the most fine quality and caliber.

>>19027829
MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR

Cardinal union of the flesh wit thou admires again, Mercedes? For shame.

>>19025126
It’s great that you admitted you were the one who couldn’t stay in gimmick, KWAB

>'Twas me, Sir Austin! 'Twas me thence hither!
>Ah, whoreson!

Pray tell, what was he thinking?

>>19030474
>KWAB
Anon, I pray. I think thou surely meant "I LAUGH AT THIS MAN, FOR HE RESEMBLES A WENCH!"

>>19030542
'Tis the latest fashion in the far-east.

>>19030542
Forsooth, those were the trousers of the whoremonger

>>19030315
>THIS BE WONDROUS!
>THIS BE WONDROUS!
>THIS BE WONDROUS!

A daily reminder: thou canst not hinder the march of progress. What men now call ‘woke’ is naught but progress and the simplest form of human kindness. The rights of women and of queer folk do flourish apace; even in far Japan the bonds of marriage prepare to open unto all. Thy bastions of bigotry crumble as dust before the wind. Pronouns are now the craft’s own standard, and ever shalt thou lose, for hatred becometh thee not. Follow then thy leader, thou spiteful little gremlin

>Good friend, with utmost earnestness I counsel thee: Remove this proclamation from the public square forthwith.
>Our chronicle and custom with that place surpasseth the span of thy years.

>>19030719
kek

>>19030750
sodomite

>>19030301
>crafter
Good morrow to thee, sire.

>>19032098
Plaque be upon your house for this betrayal...

>>19032112
Shite! I hast fucked up mine own post for the last time. I shalt now taketh into my own gullet, no less than three quarts of hemlock.

>>19027361
Verily, one must cherish the Codester, forsooth, one must!

That fellow named Hoggers, the cripple from the Emerald Isle, has anyone seen thou of late? Is he in a rage because thou Premium Live Event the day before was so good?

>>19032649
>the cripple from the Emerald Isle
Oft do I find thee vexing, yet this jest hath made me laugh heartily.

>>19023843
Lmao

>>19030542
Heaven forbid a gentleman peruses novelty

>>19033086
thou hath put mine humors in good standing with this jest, friend

>>19017187
KEK

In the land of the pennies

All it takes is one dime

>>19032649
Nay sir bitchtits, verily hath i told thee many a time, yon hibernian cripple dwelleth not in these lands, he is well known to abide in a dark and twisted wood full of goblins and other monsters. Some say this place is called...ye olde twitter. Indeed, all the good rogues at yon green dragon inn hath said it is a place fit only for buggerers, fops, and scoundrels. So get thee hence from here, foul pignut cur, and undertake a pilgrimage to join thy paramour in that accursed forest of fiends. Or mayhap instead thou shouldst plunge from the eaves of ye olde silo, performing ye olde squealing star press, and see that thou aimest thy rotund and corpulent porcine mass well, that thou mayest go straight down olde farmer vince's chamber pot right before thou doth sojourn to the jousting pits of hell to join thy hellfed run by sir satan. Forsooth, verily doth I say that thy titties are as long and pendulous as the beards of a thousand ancient wizards!

>Wise yourself on the hall of Cagematch prior and you shall riseth on a pilgrimage to argueth with me afterwards.
Pray tell, how doest one respondeth to this claim?

>>19033462
there doth be no way to respond without seeming vexed

>>19033462
Provide thine own hypothesis for me to ponder.

>>19023843
this popped me

>>19033462
>Having faith in Ser Dave of Meltzer's house's daft judgment.
Hear, thy shall not of him. Ser Dave's judgment chase after the group of thin-headed and bed-wetters peasants and not of healthy nobles.

Twas a sodomite's periodical!

Acquire coitus

>>19033725
Thou knoweth not of the firmament light ratings of Hebrew Lord Meltzer? Thou hast not cast thine eyes upon tapestries of the faire maidens of the orient engaging in the noble grappling arts? Indeed by mine truthe such maidens be as talented as they are both comely and alluring.

>>19035057
hark, the proper place for such harlots is in the scullery. 'Tis not meet that a fair maiden should be competing in the joust for it is a manly endeavor. Methinks someone should stick his foot betwixt the hindquarters of yon comely eastern wenches and should forthwith snap it off as the twig doth snap. 'Twould be better were all of them well-trained tavern wenches.

Gather'd friends and fine fellowes, let me share with you a moste amusing correspondence 'tween Matthew of Riddle and a hermaphrodite of questionable charactre that I stumbl'd accross whilst perusing some collected papers. I sincerely hope it will bring much mirth to all assembled here. It reades thus:

>I have long ceased to be interested in forestes, and indeed the trees that they containeth within them–What tickles my fancy rather is to lay mine eyes upon your buttocks and prick!

The man is both a loone and a fruitcake!

>>19035057
The Hebrew Lord Sir Meltzer?
Hmm...
"Well the situation doth uh, the element conceiveth as such uhm considering performances yonder and near, thine profits for viewing this display of sporting theatre, behold and just accept uhm that many a people before and forthwith beheld the performance last evening, thou canst read it in myne courant", wouldst thou mean this man per chance?

>>19017187
KEK WHAT A BLUSTERING FOOL

>>19035584
> and a hermaphrodite of questionable charactre
Behold, a lady fair doth grace our sight!

>>19020256
lmao

>>19017187
Golly, quite an inveigh of debasing afterthought!

>>19033310
thou hast done well in frightening away the rapscallion known as bitchtits with this fine post.

>>19037563
Bump

you guys are such fucking losers, this thread is an embarrassment

>>19040237
Quieth down harlot

>>19040237
Pray thee, raise yon sable looking-glass from its slumberous repose, and bid its countenance be illumined with the radiant sparks of life, that thou mayst gaze upon the visions held within its crystal bound.

>>19040237
Yarbles, bolshy great yarblockos to thee and thine!

Kek

>>19040237
We shan't sign our correspondences here

>>19040237
Simmer down knave.

>>19040237
Hark, pilgrimage back to the hall of Reddit you shall.

Bumpeth for mine brethren

ya seetheth?

>>19040809
love the reference
>Come and get one in the yarbles!

THOu wilt soon be aware of the fact that the lady in question prefers the company of Moorish gentlemen.

>>19023843
kek

>>19045002
Thou art a scoundrel who lays with children

>>19044988
>THOU SEED HAST BEEN SPLIT? VERILY, I SHALL CONSUME THAT FORTHWITH

Thou did this all for grain and a knighthood?

>>19045153
Alas, t'was even worse. The men were only given but cold mutton and flat mead

My lady, I have but one destiny. The stars have aligned to maketh me the La Florida warrior. Sir Bronson, Sir Peter, ye deny me this? Ye put my exis...occuptation! in jeoprady?
All I have to say to thee is...SUHLAP THYSELF.

aye how thee knoweth?

>>19045167
For meated pie and handiful greetings

Hark, friend, with utter sincerity do I counsel thee: straightway erase this digital missive. For our history and tradition with yon place doth transcend the compass of thy years.

>Thou say’st thou knowest me? Nay…
>Thou knowest me not! Thou knowest me not! Thou knowest nothing of me!

>>19045591
For gruel and pity, such is olde custom

Verily I am be-grieft that thou hast not evoked my illustrious presence in thee exchange of words so far as the accounting of this passing autumn. I have to all extensions of my proclivity of nutrition provided the normative spoken contemporary language with hints and haberdashery of olden pronunciations as strongly and thoroughly as I have provide my abdominal regions with the sultry delicacies of the sugary kind, such as my dear Cruchy wrap supreme. Perhaps my solitary from the league of extraordinary the All Extraordinary Tussling, that thou have forgotten me

ne’er the man of the hour,
ne’er drew a penny from the purse,
ne’er fought a worthy bout ere the year of our lord fiftene hundred and six. and even then was borne aloft by workmen far his better.
ne’er spake a line of note,
ne’er lent his fame to raise another,
Ne’er showed the courage to forsake his master’s stage, though the rich lord Turner did wave his golden hand in summons.

>>19037229
BAWKETH

>>19016747 (OP)
bumpeth, damnation upon joshipedos

>>19045650
>Brianne Finale

>>19045153
>>19045167
My, what a fool!

>>19046401
lmao