Today's Word: Billingsgate

 
"I'd knock up every whore in Billingsgate to get my hands on that silk ship out of Yedo," said Bill, then spit into the scuppers.

"I'd drink ten gallons of slime and piss from the Danube for them pickings," said Jan, nodding his lice-ridden head.

"Shut your holes," said the Captain-General.  "Silk's for women like you.  I'm taking us after that golden city in the Americas.

"Madonna," muttered Bill.  "Not that dream again.  Fools gold city, they call it."

"Aye," agreed Jan.  "Better we should find that fountain of youth in Florida.  Living forever's better than searching for gold that don't exist."

"Amen."

 
-- david j.