[The_4thdoctor]

Obligatory you mama joke:
your mama is so fat that when she takes a bath the Netherlands disappear.

thy mama is so bacon-fed that at which hour the lady doth take a bath the Netherlands disappear.

afk bro:
Brb Bro, away from keyboard

i return presently sirrah, hence from keyboard

[Penguin]

Dar: *quietly oofs*

Pengu: whomst'th'fk's oofen?

Shakespeare: By my troth! I doth hear an uncanny sound a-comst from afar. Perchance, someone is in danger... O but stricken by the hand of God we are, for we and us mere mortals canst and wont to that unto which cannot be given! Pray tell, O stranger, thou who art in need of assistance be it from oneself or above; what ails such a person so that they shouldst exclaim with such certainty at the treachors of their woe? Perchance 'tis trouble of the mind, or a paradox of the thought? Perhaps the happening of this happenstance has lead to a great grievance in thine daily living? Or, such as it may be, thou art in struggle against the fiery tongue of a rival? As it may be, my will cannot be realised for thou, for I knowst not where you are or with what thy struggle is with. Alas, I refrain, though it pains me so!

[TheOnlyKat]

you wot mate

Pardon thy sir, may thy repeat thy last'th spoken words again

[Penguin]

As with all of my previous posts on this thread, time for overkill:

Harold Potsmith and the stone which doth belong to a sorceror
Harold Potsmith and the chamber, which verily doth contain hidden secrets
Harold Potsmith and the prisoner whomst hath escaped and turnéd fugitive
Harold Potsmith and the goblet of fire
Shit, this book is bigger than the previous ones
Harold Potsmith and the prince whose lineage is not knowne
Harold Potsmith and the artifacts of death which are most holy in nature