Speaketh of the Forumer abovest Thee in auld English

[Lunar Still]

L O Blewdy L

 

[Tide In Mind Out]

Shinders! Thou hath evil-eye for putery muck-suckles! Away with your lues!

(Yeah I totally had to consult the intarweb for help, and I kid with the meaning )

 

[Anvil]

Thou hast shat on my nickers.

 

[Karmic]

unhand thine britches!

 

[Brooks]

Hark! Speatheth not of thine harlot's knickers! For if thine own comfort was to be compromised, thouest would surely disavow ones miserable fortunes!

 

[Lunar Still]

Fie, you! Thou shouldst beware to whom Thou speakest, lest Ye be smote by the great Swedish smiter!

 

[Anvil]

Blasphemy!

 

[Karmic]

Twas... twere.... twerrific?

 

[Liverslapper]

Zeh Feck?

 

[Lunar Still]

Out, out damned Liver-spot!

 

[dreaming neon darkspot]

hath ... thine ... ye olde ... clever wordeth play ... eth?

 

[Brooks]

INDEED!

 

[Anvil]

Indubitably!

 

[dreaming neon darkspot]

i concur-eth

 

[WhiteBeastofWotan]

Lo, for the forefathers must weep, as their children massacre their eloquent speech.

Knickers has a K.

 

[Kvlt Wench]

That is Old English.

 

[WhiteBeastofWotan]

+1

 

[Anvil]

Ye be a fuddy duddy, good sir.

 

[dreaming neon darkspot]

aye?

 

[Brooks]

Hasten, ye blatherskite!