Tuesday, April 21, 2009


Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday tooo you,
Happy Birthday tooooooooo...

Honorificabilitudinitatibus. How awesome is that. When was the last time you used that word? Or called someone a "red-tailed-bumble-bee?" Or even gave a comeback as remotely as clever as this:

Beatrice:"I wonder that you willl still be talking, Signor Benedick. Nobody marks you."

Benedick:"What, my dear Lady Disdain! Are you yet living?"

Beatrice:"Is it possible disdain should die while she hath yet such food to feed it as Signor Benedick? Courtesy itself must convert to disdain if you come in her presence."

Benedick:"Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is certain I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted. And I would I could find it in my heart that I has not a hard heart, for truly I love none."

Beatrice: "A dear happiness to women. They else would have been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I would rather hear my do bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me."

Benedick:"Keep your ladyship still in that mind. So some gentlemen or other shall scape a predestinate scratched face."

Beatrice: "Scratching could not make it worse an 'twere such a face as yours were."

Okay, now you know who I am talking about:


Happy Birthday to you!
Well, tomorrow anyway is day that Will's birthday is "traditionally observed."
That great, supposed day that Will was born on, is now officially "TALK LIKE SHAKESPEARE DAY!" How insanely awesome is that?

Don't worry. I know that I am not as clever as Shakespeare, and I have no unreasonable expectations of you. Thus, I merely request that you add an "eth" to the end of your verbs, say "prithee" whenever you must ask a question, use "thy" instead of "yours" and "thee" instead of "you all," exclaim "O!" dramatically, and the like.

Here are some words to use to get you started:
bids, By my troth,Come hither! (That one is for all mothers out there.)Hath, Dost, lest, twas, tis,

To sum this post up:
Speaketh, mine gentle readers, with great wit and cut bountiful capers with thy tongue. Or thee will find thyself to be a false caterpillar, or a fat chuff.
"There is many a man who hath more hair than wit."-Shakespeare. Who else?
Will's works are absolutely honorificabilitudinitatibus.



Anonymous said...

I thoughteth thou saideth thou weren't going to posteth at all in April. Prithee, why art thou still postingeth then?

Anonymous said...

Is postingeth a word?

The Reluctant Dragon said...

With mine own humble tongue, I spake I would posteth after one and twenty days of the fair month that is April. Mayhaps you would take strong notice; this 'twas a self imposed restriction. I knoweth that I broke this rule,but alack! I could not fain to stay away!

Jare and Lib said...

I mean...Good afternoon dear ladies of the…court?
Thy friend hath not heard hither of thee for some time.
Myself tis grateful beyond thought that thee, Ophelia hath
pen down your deepest and loyal opinion.
I cannot linger for I am off to the royal games, may our Lord bless and
Keep our lads from wickedness.

-Elizabeth of the House
I so cannot wait until Sep 19!!!
thats 'Talk like a Pirate day'