Medieval Pick-Up Lines I

"Medieval Pick-Up Lines I"

Hey, Princess, you wouldn't happen to know where a lonely
knight could scabbard his sword, would you?

Been there, slain that.

Your hovel or mine?

Pardon me, madam, but wouldeth thou like to see my
longsword in action?

Every second of every hour of every day is like a thousand
knives of fire stabbing me in the heart. I long for thee
incessantly, so much that mine sorrow seems without
surcease. My alliteration is small comfort next to the
warm gaze of thine azure eyes. I crave the comfort of
thine embrace like some lost child cold and alone in the
dark.... So, you wanna screw???

You wanna go upstairs and see my Holy Grail?

I like the cut of your jib.

If I were that horse, I'd rather you mounted me without the saddle.

Wizard: You know, my hat isn't the only thing that's pointed.

Thy breastplate is wondrous! Wouldst thou hold my polearm whilst
I attempt to light thy fire?

Dost thou practice safe hex?

Dost thou know? That chastity belt of yours would look great on
my sleeping chambers floor.

I had to swim the moat to get to you fair maiden. So, would you
like to see my breaststroke?

Wench: what's that sound?
Knight: that's just the sound of my chain mail drawers
expanding.

Thou hast hit on me harder than the black plague!

You won't believe this but St. George just appeared to
me in a vision and told me that I must bed you...the fate
of England depends is on it!!

Ever see a passion play? Would you like to?

Like a mare, I can be ridden for hours.
Received on Tue Nov 16 06:12:28 2004