Rise of the Anglishmen

I fraign your forechoice to latin phrases, you daft culver head. It makes you a daft Frenchman, mind you. Even you women are Frenchmen. There is no wherefore to handle those swinksome words. I should kill you and make your kin thralls. Yes, they will find fun in thralldom. No qualm about it. Let the Arne of true Angland slay the speech trusteavers. Yes, that is a great forethink. Once again, Anglish will be Saxon and not Norman. Long live the King!!!!!