Saturday, April 10, 2004
Codswallop Chronicles: A Novel LV
Charles Stuart: Is no one here even going to attempt a wedding ceremony?
Reverend: I believe that we shall have to reschedule the event for another day.
Mr. Codswallop: No need to hurry on my account. I am extremely flexible.
Mr. Flapdoodle: You tell that to all of the ladies, I'm sure.
Charles: Does anything even remotely approaching a sensible statement ever leave your mouth?
Mr. Flapdoodle: Not if I can help it.
Charles: I thought as much. You are an even greater fool than I had previously thought.
Mr. Flapdoodle: Well, I'm not the one who has to pay for two, and going on three weddings.
Charles: One of my first acts, when I have achieved my rightful position of power, will be to have you executed.
Mr. Flapdoodle: And if I know you, it will take you way more than one try, too.
Elizabeth: Perhaps there is a compromise, where Codswallop and I would be able to wed with far less difficulty.
Mr. Codswallop: I seem to prefer difficulty. It prevents hasty acts.
Mr. Flapdoodle: Being hasty never stopped Chuck.
Her Ladyship of Pyle Manor: Flapdoodle, perhaps we could share another drink together.
Mr. Flapdoodle: Here's to you, Manor Lady.
Uncle Cyrus: Your Ladyship, why are you wasting your time with this lowbrow imbecile.
Her Ladyship: Well, he does have a number of charms.
Uncle Cyrus: I sincerely doubt that he has any good qualities at all.
Mr. Flapdoodle: I haven't sold any family members lately. Not like Chuck and Cy.
Uncle Cyrus: Charles was correct in one assessment. Flapdoodle must be eliminated for the good of humanity.
Mr. Flapdoodle: As if you were of benefit to anyone, yourself.
Mr. Codswallop: Uncle Cyrus simply is jealous of Her Ladyship's interest in you, Flapdoodle.
Uncle Cyrus: Silence.
Mr. Flapdoodle: Do you have a hearing problem too, Cy? Uncle Hiram had one ever since he fell off the roof of the Mason Temple.
Uncle Cyrus: How dare you compare me to one of your despicable relations.
Mr. Flapdoodle: Yep, Uncle Hiram was drunk and fell right off the roof. his hearing went right afterwards.
Uncle Cyrus: I can hear just fine, thank you.
Mr. Flapdoodle: That's what Uncle Hiram kept saying too, even though he always yelled when he talked.
Her Ladyship: That certainly sounds like Cyrus, alright.
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Reverend: I believe that we shall have to reschedule the event for another day.
Mr. Codswallop: No need to hurry on my account. I am extremely flexible.
Mr. Flapdoodle: You tell that to all of the ladies, I'm sure.
Charles: Does anything even remotely approaching a sensible statement ever leave your mouth?
Mr. Flapdoodle: Not if I can help it.
Charles: I thought as much. You are an even greater fool than I had previously thought.
Mr. Flapdoodle: Well, I'm not the one who has to pay for two, and going on three weddings.
Charles: One of my first acts, when I have achieved my rightful position of power, will be to have you executed.
Mr. Flapdoodle: And if I know you, it will take you way more than one try, too.
Elizabeth: Perhaps there is a compromise, where Codswallop and I would be able to wed with far less difficulty.
Mr. Codswallop: I seem to prefer difficulty. It prevents hasty acts.
Mr. Flapdoodle: Being hasty never stopped Chuck.
Her Ladyship of Pyle Manor: Flapdoodle, perhaps we could share another drink together.
Mr. Flapdoodle: Here's to you, Manor Lady.
Uncle Cyrus: Your Ladyship, why are you wasting your time with this lowbrow imbecile.
Her Ladyship: Well, he does have a number of charms.
Uncle Cyrus: I sincerely doubt that he has any good qualities at all.
Mr. Flapdoodle: I haven't sold any family members lately. Not like Chuck and Cy.
Uncle Cyrus: Charles was correct in one assessment. Flapdoodle must be eliminated for the good of humanity.
Mr. Flapdoodle: As if you were of benefit to anyone, yourself.
Mr. Codswallop: Uncle Cyrus simply is jealous of Her Ladyship's interest in you, Flapdoodle.
Uncle Cyrus: Silence.
Mr. Flapdoodle: Do you have a hearing problem too, Cy? Uncle Hiram had one ever since he fell off the roof of the Mason Temple.
Uncle Cyrus: How dare you compare me to one of your despicable relations.
Mr. Flapdoodle: Yep, Uncle Hiram was drunk and fell right off the roof. his hearing went right afterwards.
Uncle Cyrus: I can hear just fine, thank you.
Mr. Flapdoodle: That's what Uncle Hiram kept saying too, even though he always yelled when he talked.
Her Ladyship: That certainly sounds like Cyrus, alright.
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