I have seen / Him caper upright like a wild Morisco, / Shaking the bloody darts as he his bells.

Boobs, bazongas, bazookas, big berthas, blouse bunnies, boulders, buds, cannons, chubbies, coconuts, the devil's dumplings, dirty pillows, flesh melons, fun bags … Number of words I know for breasts: one hundred and thirty-eight, and counting.

I was prickt wel enough before, and you could haue let me alone, my old dame will be vndone now for one to doe her husbandrie, and her drudgery, you need not to haue prickt me, there are other men fitter to go out then I.

I know this may seem a bit out of the box, but isn't this a particularly lousy time in history for the Congress to go on vacation for six goddamn weeks.