If the Canterbury Tales had been written by 50 Farthings, we might’ve ended up with something like this:
Come hither, Man of Girth, and busteth ye a move. #OldeSchoolRap #caring @theleanover
— Kurt Schlichter (@KurtSchlichter) July 9, 2012
Fellow noblemen; I profess to favor those posteriors which are a testament to their excesses of Fortune, and by Oath I swear. #OldeSchoolRap
— Adam Wilson (@theleanover) July 9, 2012
I possesseth five score save one problems, but a damsel is not one. #OldeSchoolRap #caring @theleanover
— Kurt Schlichter (@KurtSchlichter) July 9, 2012
.@KurtSchlichter Proceeding directly from the village of Comp-town, verily, I am a mad, Oedipal lad who hails to "Ice Cube." #OldeSchoolRap
— jon gabriel (@exjon) July 9, 2012
Thou canst nae layeth hands upon yon item; Halt! Comes the Hour of the Mallet! #OldeSchoolRap
— Queso del Diablo (@WarrenPeas64) July 9, 2012
#OldeSchoolRap Mother doth command me to knock thee out!
— Remulak MoxArgon: Intergalactic Overlord? (@moxargon) July 9, 2012
Walketh upon the trail, partaking of the herb, drinketh the mead and water, reclineth. #OldeSchoolRap #caring
— Kurt Schlichter (@KurtSchlichter) July 9, 2012
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.@KurtSchlichter Thou must engage in combat for the purpose of protecting one's right to perform celebratory outbursts. #OldeSchoolRap
— Jack (@Mr_Fastbucks) July 9, 2012
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To mine ears it is a delight to hear the wenches and the maidens cry out to me, calling me by my title of "Big Poppa." #OldeSchoolRap
— Adam Wilson (@theleanover) July 9, 2012
Bear not down upon me, for I am nearing yon precipice! I endeavour not to dispossefs mine own pate. #OldeSchoolRap
— jon gabriel (@exjon) July 9, 2012
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Aye, forsooth!
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