O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, / That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!
My boss orders two flat whites. I′ve got to hand it to her, there′s no pretention about a flat white.
Why would a man take on a female identity? How does one determine the sex of a MUDer?
And yonder, that old cupster, Silenus, that horrible old favourite, wobbles along on a donkey, and would tumble off, you may be sure, were he not upheld by two fairly sober Satyrs.
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