Six eggs to him and half of dozen of them rotten.
Sweet bad luck to her!
Good luck to him then but may neither of them ever happen.
May she melt off the earth like snow off the ditch!
May he melt like butter before a summer sun!
May the devil swallow him sideways!
May she be afflicted with the itch and have no nails to scratch with!
Here's good health to your enemies' enemies!"
May the grass grow before your door!
Friday, March 13, 2009
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