(A courtyard in Olde England Towne. We join a conversation where two men are talking)

First Man – Oh cruel villain, why do you mock me so?

Second Man – Because you are an idiot my tiny-testicled, bigheaded, tufted unibrow friend.

First Man – Prithee good sir, pray tell why do you go so far in your jest?

Second Man – Because you are a pompous, arrogant, thick-skulled, dirty, winged spawn of all that is unholy, clothed in the jealous ramblings of a bitter vehement mind, festooned with all the incoherent droppings of a mentally unstable garbage scow.

First Man – If you’re trying to turn me on, it’s working!

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