Hi Nettie!
I loved Stephen saying he could speak Scots the other day.
Boo - “Like a mad bloody magpie.“
“A rolling zombie gathers no moss, as it tends to disintegrate instead.“
“He who hesitates is sporked.“
“A penny saved is a future donation to Boo’s army of zombies in an attempt to bribe her not to let them rend your limbs.“ Aphorisms by Acci.
“This site fuses the skeptical approach of a hard-core myth debunker with a gleeful celebration of humanity’s trickster side.“ Sci-Fi Weekly, talking about MoH.
I fare well, fair gentle. And how fares the fair lady Boo?
The Middleman: (drinking milk) You know, that was some darn fine cow squirt.
Lang may yer lum reek, Boo!
“There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion.“
Yes, we’d have Stephen gibbering in a corner, probably. Along with the rest of the Americans, and LaMa.
Boo’s having a hard time keeping the hordes of worshipful admirers at bay, Nettie.
Unfortunately I only have one language to insult Stephen in….
You can’t revert to Aussie-speak, Nettie?
Boo, you have so many worshipful admirers, that I thought you’d have come up with a system to keep them at bay by now
Hmmm, how bout Stephen is such a dag, he’d have buckley’s chance of hooking a sheila?
She may need your advice, Nettie. You’re a bit older than her, so she could probably use guidance from a more experienced flirtatious mentor.
That might work, Nettie, although the basic meaning comes through just on context.
