THE NEW-FANGLED, NEOLOGISTIC CONFRONTATION BETWEEN WM. SHAKESPEARE AND CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE, DURING THEIR STANDOFF OF DESULTORY, VERBAL INVENTIVENESS
Will: "You gleeking, burly-boned varlet! I'll toss yer angled, knotty-pated Whore-son to the clink, should you further impune my fawning admirers wid dotard licks from yer rampallian inventions..." Chris: "Back on ya, spleeny, flap-mouthed pizzle-tongued flirtgill! Them Pigeon-livered, shrill-gorged puttocks of yers'll meet with leaden shot afor scaleing branches in my forest o' rump-fed, cash ticket-buyers, you free-loading, unctuous, Kingfawning Clotpoll" Will: "I'll have the last words, live I long enough to pinch-spot yer sagging buttocks, you corseted, want-witted swag bellied, gut-griping shithead~" Chris : "Git yer unmannerly digits away from my shoulder, where only angels may rest, ruttish dingleberry slut.....Yer wife's a waiting, these abortive decades of earth-vexed, heavy with your vestmakers spawn......sodden-witted coxcomb!" Will : " Beslubbering, mewling jackanape! Chris : " Tardy-gaited ...