Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
Wash your liver as clean as a sailor breaks a biscuit.
You whoreson chops: ah, rogue!
I'faith, I love the sport well but I beseech your grace to pardon me, sir, your pardon. Well, what then?
I'faith, I love the sport well but I beseech your grace to pardon me, sir, your pardon. Well, what then?
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