Shakespearen showdown

Me and ~PinK SpiDeR~, we were talking abt shakespeare, and one thing led to another, which led to a verbal showdown in shakespearen english.


Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
FUCK U UNDERSTAND
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
THOU UNCOUTH TONGUE
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
HER HEART
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
I SHALL UNMOVE IT LIKE A GARDENER DOES TO WEEDS
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
wenceforth was heart such uncouth in nature
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
THY BAWDY NATURE BE YOUR UNDOING
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
from my tongue i spoke, No truer than mine own heart.
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
THY A IMPOSTOR, A REGURGITATOR OF ROMEO AND HIS JULIET
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
my lips sprout forth heartly words, as constant liken the Northern star, doth a bear lust upon honey, were mine own words Not any truer?
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
THOU ART SEARCHING THE INTERNET FOR HONEYED WORDS FROM SHAKESPEARE?
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
.. i ownslf compose one
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
ha ha BUt i lie the prose i just used.. ha ha it rythms
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
ha ha BUt u shld haf said
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
THOUST SHOULD HAVE SAID QAT?
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
WAT?
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
hath thou Seen upon thy monstrous beast, liken a theif spun web of tales, from thy lips quote honeyed words, that spaespeare thineself stirred upon his grave
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
hath thou Seen upon thy monstrous beast, lien a theif spun web of tales, from thy own lips quote honeyed words, that spaespeare thineself stirred upon his grave
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
FUCK THEE!!! I HAVE NOT CHANCED UPON THE BEAST, YET SEE SOMETHING LESS THAN A MAN IN THEE
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
the beast is the computer la
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
the net is a web of tales
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
i'm lie a thief that steals his words..
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
shaespear
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
ha ha translate for u
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
AVON!! THOUST SPEAK IN STRANGE INFLECTION...A DEVIL HAS POSSESSED YOUR BRAIN AND TOUGUE
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
hence, shut thy uncouth mouth, tame thy bastard lips. Sprout forth fruitless words, that unHomely creatures flee from thy sight. Thenceforth a whore closeth her eyeS upon the fruits of her loins,liketh a curl i shall cast tHee that even hell showeth thy bacK upon TheE.
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
THOUST CONCEDE THAT I HAVE MET A WORTHY MATCH, THAT PLAYS UPON WORDS LIKE A SKILLED MINSTREL. BUT THIS IS A WORLD NOT FOR PLAYFUL CHILDREN. THOUST SHALT RETURN WITH MATURE WORDS, AFTER RELIVING MY BOWELS OF LIQUIDS THAT RESEMBLE YOU IN SMELL
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
YES, FUc tHee
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
A CRAFTY VILLIAN HAS BROKEN THE SANCITITY OF MY KEYBOARD. bUT REVENGE IS SWEET, AND GLOATING SWEETER STILL
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
Hence, Home you idle creature. What doth thou KNoweth Revenge hath No honey, only misfortune shall follow thy path.
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
VERILY, THOUST SPEAKETH TRUTH. MISFORTUNE IS LEAD BY REVENGE, INTO THE BOSOM OF THY UNFORTUNE RECIPIENT, AND IS HIMSELF LEAD INTO HELL BY DEATH
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
behind you
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
nu tin already
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
HAS THOU CONCEDED DEFEAT?
~PinK SpiDeR~ says:
lien a vulture thou shall stood high, bathed in glorious blood of thine enemies, victory consumed by thy spirit, what doth thou mean by defeat
Garlic OysTer ChickEn---making fun of chelsea together says:
A VULTURE INDEED! BALD AND CROOKED, LACKING ALL MAJESTY. FEASTING ON CARRION, TRAILING IN THE WAKE OF GREAT PREDATORS.