OWNED!!!!!!! Found here.
Your virginity, your old virginity is like one of our French wither'd pears: it looks ill, it eats drily
[Thou] blunt monster with uncounted heads!
You speak unskilfully: or, if your knowledge be more, it is much darkened in your malice.
O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified.
There's no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune.
Thou puking half-faced fustilarian!
Thou cockered ill-breeding foot-licker!
I never knew so young a body with so old a head.
Show your sheep-biting face, and be hanged an hour!
Thou currish full-gorged hugger-mugger!
I make as good use of [thine face] as many a man doth of a death's-head, or a momento mori.
[Thine] sole name blisters our tongues.
[You] speak an infinite deal of nothing.
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