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We’re gonna need a bigot boat…
HA!
bigoted (adj.) – having or revealing an obstinate belief in the superiority of one’s own opinions and a prejudiced intolerance of the opinions of others
The shoe fits and you’re wearing it.
It’s true… I have the crazy belief that my own opinions are better than some other people’s opinions.
Good one: he’s the other kind of bigot too; bigot (n) – having two things. We’ve got him bang to rights!
except rights are soon going to become a somewhat ephemeral thing
Then we’ll just have you bang! It makes no odds to us!
oh my
These are testing times, we simply cannot hang about to see who might try to destroy us next; we must act! Personal rights must take second place!!! For Rome!!! FOR CAESAR!!!!!!! hang on…I think I’ve forgotten where I am…
So…. we should stage gladiatorial games???
It seems the only logical next step…I’ll supply a couple of lions of you can source a chariot or two?
I want the snack concessions… roasted field mouse, baked ostrich brains, braised Gaul sphincters, Caesar salad, Nero flambes, Roman polanskies, and fruity ices brought from the Alps by slaves and Carthaginian elephants. Now, who are we going to get to mop out the vomitoriums? Oh, Trent… yoo hoo…
Ha! You mean man; you’ll fit right in! And those snacks sound lovely, one or two more exotic dishes might be nice though.
Newt testicles and hummingbird tongues. There are always lots of extra newt parts lying around, because the witches only use the eyes.
The eyes have it. Are newt testicles not a little small? Or does one sprinkle them on ones repast? Like poppy seeds…or nuts for that matter.
More like tiny caviar
Well that sounds lovely; I’ll take a pound.
One pound costs one million pounds… sterling… but starling testicles are much cheaper… one pound is one pound…
That’s quite steep…I’ll take a pound of starting testes and see how my stomach fares.
not starting… starling… the bird… although, I guess if you have never eaten testes before… starting sort of works…
Stupid auto correct…
don’t blame your personal taste in testes on a computer app…
But I really wanted startling balls!!! Damn it auto stupid!!!!! STARLING!!!!!!!
I think you already have startling balls… HA!
They can cause quite a stir when come face to face in a darkened alley…
oh my