"milord, I can't go work on the manor today, me and the boys overdid it a bit at the mead hall last night, and me 'ead 'urts."
"get to work peasant, my fiefdom needs you!"
"but master, me 'ead 'urts"
"I rule as far as I can see"
"ME 'EAD REALLY 'URTS"
"Ya heard the plague is spreadin?"
"Spreadin to me 'ead?"
"Spreadin to the lazy"
"I'm not lazy, it's just that me 'ead 'urts. I'm but a week grunt in your fief but a grunt feels just like a lord might whenceforth an arrow pierceth his armour and lodgeth in his head for days on end, then your 'ead would 'urt too milord."
"You make a good point, me 'ead would 'urt with an arrow in it. What's your name, peasant?"
"Bartholomew, simply here to serve and work, and simply asking for a moment of respite since me 'ead 'urts."
"I like you, why dont' you marry one of my daughters and move into the lord's manor house."
"I can't master, me 'ead 'urts."
no one has commented on this yet, and i think i find that weirder than the actual post.
ReplyDeleteaaron is creative.
-meghan