Tis right kind of ye to let me share the dogkennel. I know ye were worried about the smell but the dog sayeth he doesn't mind. For your generosity I'll play the utriculus, for which I'll need a whole sheep's head. Leave the eyes in it must seeth us through the evening. Nay, forebeareth from pelting me with bones, unless they still have meat on them.
Verily, I have emptied larger keeps than this
My dressing room is liken unto a garderobe. What? It isthe garderobe? I wondered why everyone pisseth in my tankard
I've a million of 'em my leige lord
Don't clap too loud, it's a very old castle
Exit pursued by bear, dogs, falcons, villeins, guards and lackeys. RyS