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"The Flesh, or what so seems, he touches oft, Which feels so smooth, that he believes it soft. Firâd with this Thought, at once he strainâd the Breast, And on the Lips a burning Kiss impressâd. âTis true, the hardenâd Breast resists the Gripe, And the cold Lips return a Kiss unripe: But when, retiring back, he lookâd agen, To think it Ivâry, was a thought too mean: So wouâd believe she kissâd, and courting more, Again embracâd her naked Body oâer; And straining hard the Statue, was afraid His Hands had made a Dint, and hurt his Maid: Explorâd her, Limb by Limb, and fearâd to find So rude a Gripe had left a livid Mark behind:"
"Now sire, and eft sire, so bifel the cas, That on a day this hende Nicholas Fil with this yonge wyf to rage and pleye, Whyl that hir housbond was at Oseneye, As clerkes ben ful subtile and ful queynte; And prively he caughte hir by the queynte, And seyde, ây-wis, but if ich have my wille, For derne love of thee, lemman, I spille.â And heeld hir harde by the haunche-bones, And seyde, âlemman, love me al at-ones, Or I wol dyen, also god me save!â And she sprong as a colt doth in the trave, And with hir heed she wryed faste awey, And seyde, âI wol nat kisse thee, by my fey, Why, lat be,â quod she, âlat be, Nicholas, Or I wol crye out âharrowâ and âallas.â Do wey your handes for your curteisye!â This Nicholas gan mercy for to crye, And spak so faire, and profred hir so faste, That she hir love him graunted atte laste,"
"A lusty wench as nimble as an eel Would give a gallant leave to kiss and feel; His itching humour straightway was in hope To toy, to wanton, dally, buss and grope."
"I feel thou art consenting ripe By that soft gripe,"
"I took her by the lilly white Hand, And by the Twat I caught her, I swear and vow, and tell you true, She pissâd in my Hand with Laughter."
"I don't even wait. And when you're a star, they let you do it. You can do anything. ... Grab 'em by the pussy. You can do anything."
"There was a young lady of Bude Who walked down the street in the nude. A bobby said, âWhattum Magnificent bottom!â And slapped it as hard as he could."
Heute, am 12. Tag schlagen wir unser Lager in einem sehr merkwĂźrdig geformten HĂśhleneingang auf. Wir sind von den Strapazen der letzten Tage sehr erschĂśpft, das Abenteuer an dem groĂen Wasserfall steckt uns noch allen in den Knochen. Wir bereiten uns daher nur ein kurzes Abendmahl und ziehen uns in unsere Kalebassen-Zelte zurĂźck. Dr. Zwitlako kann es allerdings nicht lassen, noch einige Vermessungen vorzunehmen. 2. Aug.
- Das Tagebuch
Es gab sie, mein Lieber, es gab sie! Dieses Tagebuch beweist es. Es berichtet von rätselhaften Entdeckungen, die unsere Ahnen vor langer, langer Zeit während einer Expedition gemacht haben. Leider fehlt der grĂśĂte Teil des Buches, uns sind nur 5 Seiten geblieben.
Also gibt es sie doch, die sagenumwobenen Riesen?
Weil ich so nen Rosenkohl nicht dulde!
- Zwei auĂer Rand und Band
Und ich bin sauer!