Thanke yow
Thanke yow, gentil rederes, for al of youre readinges and commentez on my last poost concerninge the sparklie vampyre romaunces, of the which Ich am so very proud--
YO, I HAVE MUCHEL JOYE FOR YOWER SUCCESS, AND YE SHAL MAKE AN ENDE OF YOWER SERMONYNG, BUT BIFORE THAT DO BIFALLE, YET ICH MOOT SEYE THAT BEYONCEE HATH A BETTIR BLOGUE THAT MAKETH MOORE JAPES CONCERNYGNGE SPARKLIE VAMPYRES AND IT YS THE BEEST MIDDEL YNGLISSHE PARODIE BLOGG OF ALL TYME, OF ALL TYME, IN SECULA SECULORUM.
-QUANJE WESTE
YO, I HAVE MUCHEL JOYE FOR YOWER SUCCESS, AND YE SHAL MAKE AN ENDE OF YOWER SERMONYNG, BUT BIFORE THAT DO BIFALLE, YET ICH MOOT SEYE THAT BEYONCEE HATH A BETTIR BLOGUE THAT MAKETH MOORE JAPES CONCERNYGNGE SPARKLIE VAMPYRES AND IT YS THE BEEST MIDDEL YNGLISSHE PARODIE BLOGG OF ALL TYME, OF ALL TYME, IN SECULA SECULORUM.
-QUANJE WESTE


19 Comments:
Jakke-asse.
THOU LIEST, SIR
I love this blogue with a deep and wide devotion.
LOL. This is awesome. :)
You have my undying devotion.
You have my never ending adoration.
Ich reden of this matter and find it amusing.
My Lord the Kynge hath quod it al.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA--erm...Gads, but I have missed the jakke-asse in yowe!
Has Maistre Chaucer atoned today?
Excellent Post. I enjoyed my stay on your blog. Thanks.
Yowr bloge es clarly madeth of pure WIN! Sire Chaucer, yow nevere cease to amuseth mine hearte.
Maistre Chaucer, why is latest episode of Dollhouse called Belle Chose? Hmmm?
You might enjoy this one!
http://imaletyoufinish.com/kanye-my-liege/
Loughing out lowde.
Plesed ich be of thys poste, yet muchel lounging have ich for somme neue jollitees.
Hath Geoffrey departed for Las Vegas? Mine mittelAnglishe hath runne downe. Et je m'en oublie tout de la francais par lycee.
thou hast been awarded of an award - please comest thou to www.silverscreensuppers.com shouldst thou wish to accept it...
Just found your blogue, and am so glad I stopped by. Lovely creative work here.
Deere Geffry,
Yn two monthes han ye nat ywriten. Ich fere ye han thys blogge forleten. Myn eyen two, in veyn with which I se, of sorweful teres salte arn woxen welles. Turned ys everych joye or ese in his contrarye.I beseche yow, that hereupon ye wolden ayein wryte, or elles lok upon the dethe of thys poure wrecche. In cursed tyme I born was, weylaway,that ye that do me al thys wo endure, yet love I best of any creature!
Le Vostre,
C.
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