*That's a lot of rhyming, eh?
"The sun never shined on a cause of greater worth. 'Tis not the affair of a city, a country, a province, or a kingdom, but of a continent—of at least one eighth part of the habitable globe. 'Tis not the concern of a day, a year, or an age; posterity are virtually involved in the contest, and will be more or less affected, even to the end of time, by the proceedings now. Now is the seed time of continental union, faith and honor. The least fracture now will be like a name engraved with the point of a pin on the tender rind of a young oak; The wound will enlarge with the tree, and posterity read it in full grown characters."
-Tom Paine, badass
Oh William, how art thou a pussy? Let me count the ways...
1. You invented the phrase "fancy-free."
2. You write poetry.
3. O'er? Fuck off.
4. Your villains are ill-defined.
5. You probably didn't exist.
6. "The Merry Wives of Windsor"
Haha, look at his stupid hat!
Well, I guess only 75% of it is your fault. Still.
Well, there were actually many different factors that went into the Munich Agre-
...Oh. Carry on then.
Uh oh, Lord Nelson's going to flip me off with both hands for that! OH WAI-
If it's a comedy why is everyone so sad?
Vinnie Jones: the one cool Englishman.
He's Scottish, I don't think he counts.
I know. He lights my saber, if you know what I mean!
Lawrence of Arabia?
A little played out, no?
Alright, let's wrap it up.
Prediction: I don't care who wins, I just want Oguchi Onyewu to break Peter Crouch's leg. Please, for the love of God, fuck that guy up.