Such a prescient, beautiful sentiment.

Wednesday, 29 July 2009

Dizzy's Olde English!

What a lovely word to describe Jimmy's Government. Far superior to hoon! A Government of all the Queyntes. Works so well.


  1. Rather delightful some old words.

    Now I didn't really upset you with my Heffner post. You know I think DC is very fairy fairy about certain issues and Heffner touched on a few.

    Actually I read Heffner on occasion and have found him OK about the tories so didn't realise his background.

    As I said in reply on my comments, do tell Dave to become less cloistered and to allow Scots to go it alone if they wish. :) Then we'd be pals forever!

    Oh OR, can you email me please? I need some advice about dating a rose.

  2. OR,

    I am shocked, utterly shocked. That is quite disgracefully sexist.

    May I suggest 'pizzle' or 'pintel' Complete and total ones they are too.

  3. Queynte is very quaint, indeed, but the good, old Anglo Saxon somehow is more satisfying.

  4. queynte

    The principal etymological precursor of the word 'c***', found in Chaucer's Canterbury Tales:

    The fires brenne upon the auter cleere,
    Whil Emelye was thus in hir preyere;
    But sodeynly she saugh a sighte queynte,
    For right anon oon of the fyres queynte,
    And quyked agayn, and after that anon
    That oother fyr was queynt and al agon;
    And as it queynte, it made a whistelynge
    As doon thise wete brondes in hir brennynge;
    And at the brondes ende out ran anon
    As it were blody dropes many oon;
    For which so soore agast was Emelye
    That she was wel ny mad, and gan to crye;
    For she ne wiste what it signyfied.

  5. Does Mrs oldrightie know about your emailing habits

    O my Luve's like a red, red rose,
    That's newly sprung in June:
    O my Luve's like the melodie,
    That's sweetly play'd in tune.

    As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
    So deep in luve am I;
    And I will luve thee still, my dear,
    Till a' the seas gang dry.

    Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
    And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
    And I will luve thee still, my dear,
    While the sands o' life shall run.

    And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
    And fare-thee-weel, a while!
    And I will come again, my Luve,
    Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile!

    you rightwingers are all the same Decadent and Degenerate

  6. Anon knows! He knows not how he knows but he knows he knows. Yes, he knows he knows. Why? Because he knows.

  7. 'Quim' is also a good word, of course.

  8. "you rightwingers are all the same Decadent and Degenerate"

    I know of purity denied to lefties. My dear Mrs OR will vouschafe for that. You give of copulating where begat, we righties are much more fortunate.

  9. Anon gives give of copulating where begat, we righties are much more fortunate? Does that mean you give of copulating where not begat - isn't that what you are always accusing GB of?

  10. Most definitely not, you may remain puzzled.

  11. Now my imagination is running riot - does it mean your marriage is unconsummated?
    Or is it something you do in church perhaps?

  12. Oh, all right. The meaning is that Labour and Socialists fuck up everything from birth, the rest of us get a choice.