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WASP: Sir, you are a Welsh cuckold, and a prating runt, and no constable.
BRISTLE: You say very well. Come, put in his leg in the middle rounder, and let him hole there.
WASP: You stink of leeks, metheglin, and cheese, you rogue.
BRISTLE: Why, what is that to you, if you sit sweetly in the stocks in the mean time? If you have a mind to ( Read more... )
BRISTLE: You say very well. Come, put in his leg in the middle rounder, and let him hole there.
WASP: You stink of leeks, metheglin, and cheese, you rogue.
BRISTLE: Why, what is that to you, if you sit sweetly in the stocks in the mean time? If you have a mind to ( Read more... )
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