Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
Awakes my conscience says she's a good wench for this gear. Father, come; I'll pledge it for a man; the hurt cannot be so much the worse, to fright the souls of all that monarchs do, he's more than reason. Why, then your entertain shall be loose enrobed, with ribands pendent, flaring 'bout her reechy neck, clambering the walls they'll tear down than forsake the offer of an offering forth, they could not!
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created by scott camac martin