It’s always fun to speak in the cultured manner of the days of yore … of knights, nobles, and castles. Lots of thees, thous, mayhaps and prithees. Cameron and I were chatting in such a manner on the “book of face” this evening, and he was getting ready to sign off. I had barraged him with three questions in a row, and suddenly, I received this amazing reply. Even Evie would have to be in awe of such a response. For real. Here is his closing remark in its full run-on glory.
“Yes my good sir, but alas, for indeed now dost show forth in appearance to resemble the hour in which I shall take mine own leave from this, the book of face, for before hence I felt the leeching claws of fatigue encroaching upon mine self and now, as the action of logging on has been made addition to the vast list of verbs which I have performed on this day of the sun, I shall take my leave back from thy imprisoning claws of query which hither to now have impeded the progress of haste to which I myself have been committed. Therefore, my lord, thou dost leave me but with one of a grandiose variety of choices: to depart forthwith from this assault and make my way to the bed of rest posthaste.”
A funny thing happened in our meeting at Grace. We were all brainstorming themes for the upcoming magazines and I read a scripture from my phone to emphasize a point I was making. I finished reading and looked up to find bewildered looks on everyone’s faces.
Them: (said as if they ate something bitter) What version was that?
Me: King James
Them: (laughter round the room) We thought you were speaking in tongues.
Me: Uh… nope, just old english.
I guess I should not be surprised when people have a hard time with any version which uses more than one syllable in a word.
that is so touching.
go up and preach it brother.
have a global bridegroom meeting to go to
see ya my friend.