Vulgar words in Krindlesyke (Page 1)
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But none of your sons Has a head for whisky or wenches; and not one Has half my spunk, my relish.
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I'd not trust Their judgment of a ewe, let alone a woman: But I could size a wench up, at a glance; And Judith ... ELIZA: Ay: but Krindlesyke would be A muckheap-lie-on, with that cloffy slut For mistress.
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EZRA: Rarely the shots of the flock turn lowpy-dyke; Likelier the tops have the spunk to run ramrace; And I think no worse ... ELIZA: Her father turned her out, 'Twas whispered; and he's never named her, since: And no one's heard a word.
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JUDITH: Fancied 'twas Jim, your son-- My bastard brat?
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EZRA: Ay ... but they'd not the spunk to scoot till I Was blind and crippled.
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And Jim Would scarce have pluck to sneak a swede from the mulls Of a hobbled ewe, much less make off with a flock-- Though his forbears lifted a wheen Scots' beasts in their time-- And Steel would have him by the heels before He'd travelled a donkey's gallop, though he skelped along Like Willie Pigg's dick-ass.
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Your man and mine were born in lawful wedlock: And sober, honest, dutiful sons they've proved: While our two bastards, Ruth and ... JUDITH: Never been A better daughter!
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JUDITH: Yet, you've kept house ... BELL: Ay, true enough; I've been Cook, slut, and butler here this fifteen-year, As thrang as Throp's wife when she hanged herself With her own dishclout.