Nay! Carnivorous cravings shalt never stray into mine kingdom.
A goodly bite of flesh may post dire the ominous chagrin of Tyr.
Aye, an appetite that begets a war with skin, milk and honey is an eternal battle which can never be won within even the life span of an immortal.
Aye.
Aye.
Aye, aye.
Aye, aye, aye...
What the fuck are you two dickheads yapping about now? Just play the fucking card game already.
Beware, mortal. Your tongue grieves mine ear with its scabrous tone.
Shut the fuck up. You ain't scary. Yer afraid to eat broccoli cuz you don't want to hurt its feelings.
Mind thy words, miscreant! Or else your chance to parlay with the Gods shalt meet a sudden demise...along with thine life.
OOO! Why don'tchu go fuck your mother some more, fat boy! I don't even wanna play this stupid game. You two are such douchebags...wait! No! Not the sword! AAA! Don't cut off my head! I won't be able to call you guys faggots without a head...
[stab]
He was sucheth an athhole.
Yeth. Yeth, he wath.
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