Torquemada

[Torque’sHeadBump]

Patrick S Tomlinson be a portly sodomite, with teats of an uncomely woman

 

[TheRevAlJolson]

I didst not inviteth to square that gent! Yond didst not occureth!

 

[guest]

Wouldst thou like the taste of meatloaf? A new Brewers cap? Wouldst thou like to live fatly?

 

[Libby Son Of Loin]

Thou art mistaken once again, feeble one. I dost not reside within a bisected abode.

 

[Dog Eater]

Patrick S Tomlinson be a portly sodomite, with teats of an uncomely woman

Not fattened by any word of physicians ye suckling infant.

 

[guest]

Hear ye, hear ye:

Woe to those who pass hearsay and innuendo! Twas not I who dispatched yon blackamoor beggar, Bernell! Nay, I was located at Ye Olde Hooliganes, quaffing libations.

 

[Harry Powell]

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 ....

Man I was really trying to think of how to do this one. Excellent work. A true rib buster

 

[guest]

Cease contact and document thine incident!

 

[guest]

Thine is cursed with a sickness upon your thoughts. Thou has henceforth been instructed to cease all contact. Upon doctrine of thine king your rapscallionry contitues a treacherous hanging.

 

[Libby Son Of Loin]

This is perhaps my favorite forum bit since sir Anthony. We have an endless pool of Fatisms to draw upon

 

[Libby Son Of Loin]

I spake with mine liege and thus did declare henceforth: thou art a corpulent buggerer with the mammary glands of a female cur

 

[guest]

The gallows await

 

[TheRevAlJolson]

Those rogues hath said i wast grinding up moorish babes to maketh cured meat in mine own dungeon!

 

[Libby Son Of Loin]

Carriages cease to be assembled as they have in times of yore - they are improved such that it has become critical for upkeep to withstand the coming aeons. And so I present my services to assist in these endeavors.

 

[Libby Son Of Loin]

And whereupon might we stand, milady?

 

[Libby Son Of Loin]

Foiled again, vagrant! For I hath lain with mine lady the night ere yestereve!

 

[FurBurger]

Had I required your attention, O miserable curs of the Night Watch, I would have called for dribbling oafs!

Now, BEGONE! And do not darken mine door again!

 

[FurBurger]

For it is the story of David and Goliath, retold - but in the æther!

 

[DanFielding]

Thou art speaking to a rogue masquerading as mine privy.

 

[TheRevAlJolson]

Thanketh not the felon, Kenric