I didn't, no. But I had someone else do it. Yup. Very dirty. Seventeen pretty ones and three ugly ones.
Did you drown them before leaving? So I am DIRTY huh? DIRTY huh? How many women have raped you there?
I let all my slaves go once I left England. On clean people, you grow coconut trees. But you are grimy and blegh, so I can only grow potatoes. Sorry, it's France. It gets to you, and you quickly become a sex-fiend.
You dun have slaves to do for you at home? What kind of frenchie are you? Potatoes!? My precious ears for potatoes? I thought you are suppose to grow coconut trees there! OMG, OMG, OMG, DIRTY FRENCHIE YOU!!!
I haven't moved the pictures to my PC yet. That depends. Can I grow some potatoes behind your ears? Too deep, she says? I do apologise.
No gift? Go die. Can I grow some mushrooms on your nose? Too deep. I am too dumb. SIMPIFY it!
Soon, my precious. Soon. Why thank you, my dear. I suppose I do have a lovely nose. Maybe we're the same person existing in different times? Only one of us - the one from the other's future - could know for certain...
Did I made you very happy? So can I have a gift? GREATNESS of your NOSE!? Great minds think alike!!! Why do we have so much in common, Quin?
That's... that's kind of a compliment. My modesty is surpassed only by my greatness. That's exactly what I was hoping to do!
Not all, not me!! I am special! I actually talk to you!! That is why! You are also very humble and modest! I like you!! You will lick my rotten toes.
