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The Groom Of The Stool

The Groom Of The Stool | Thou hast left some stool on my nether end! Thou filthy knave! Dost thou wish to leave me soiled? Cleanse this nether end properly, or thou shalt taste the lash! Varlet! Is this thy best? This seat is foul. Thou art more slothful than a swine. By God's wounds, thou dost a sloppy service. A plague upon thy clumsy hands! Thou driggle-draggle! What insolence is this? A cumber-world, taking up space and failing in thy charge! Thou art a scurvy scurra, fit only for the muck-heap! Thou has left me filthy, a true slubberdegullion! By God's bones, thou shalt finish this duty or I shall have thee whipped to the bone! Return to thy task doddypoll, or I shall see thy head on a spike! | image tagged in cats,medieval memes,the king,you had one job,insults,pooping | made w/ Imgflip meme maker
61 views • 2 upvotes • Made by Calvinism_Sucks 1 day ago in cats
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3 Comments
BlackieLawful84 M
2 ups, 1d,
1 reply
“Slubberdegullion”… that’s a word that you don’t hear every day. 🤔🧐
Calvinism_Sucks M
2 ups, 1d,
1 reply
Yeah funny one. Imagine wiping someone’s butt for them outside of baby, child or someone crippled or old. Kings and queens are capable. Then it was a desired job but frankly screw royals a.k.a. politicians. Scum of the earth, inbred Luciferian monsters. Some of these leaders even resemble lizards!
BlackieLawful84 M
2 ups, 16h
I completely agree. It’s still the same way today. They (most politicians) expect to be treated like royalty. Instead of being public servants they expect to be the ones who’re served by us.
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Thou hast left some stool on my nether end! Thou filthy knave! Dost thou wish to leave me soiled? Cleanse this nether end properly, or thou shalt taste the lash! Varlet! Is this thy best? This seat is foul. Thou art more slothful than a swine. By God's wounds, thou dost a sloppy service. A plague upon thy clumsy hands! Thou driggle-draggle! What insolence is this? A cumber-world, taking up space and failing in thy charge! Thou art a scurvy scurra, fit only for the muck-heap! Thou has left me filthy, a true slubberdegullion! By God's bones, thou shalt finish this duty or I shall have thee whipped to the bone! Return to thy task doddypoll, or I shall see thy head on a spike!