Sean, I'll level with you. This could get ugly. Do you have a gun?

‘And another beer! But cold this time, hear that, boy? Muchee coldee, and bring it chop chop.’

“I was born a gayby.” “Aww, you were a gayby?” Lucy gushed. “I seriously was,” Marshall said. “I was allergic to breast milk.” Everyone laughed.

And the second time the cocke crew : and Peter called to minde the word that Jesus ſaid unto him, Before the cocke crow twiſe, thou ſhalt denie me thriſe. And when he thought thereon, he wept.