Tuesday, August 22, 2006

The Caribbean Tales?

It probably says nothing good about me that this is the funniest damned thing I've seen in a long time.

I nearly stopped breathing at this:
And then Sir Neville made hym redy, wyth one spere he smote hem downe al thre over ther horses croups. This kynde of thynge was ful yn his style, for hys verye wallet hath ‘bad motherswyvere’ on it ywrit.
Of course, what do you expect from a dork who's proud of the fact that he owns the complete works of Chaucer in the original Middle English?

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