Racconti di Canterbury, I
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1:24:03
You could stick a tail and horns
on him. Who wants to sleep tonight?

1:24:10
I'll be damned if I
don't hump that wench

1:24:16
I'm entitled to compensation for
the grain that's been stolen from us

1:24:22
Mind the miller doesn't wake
up, or he'll do for us both

1:24:26
He's no more worth than a flea
1:24:29
You get your own back
with his daughter...

1:24:33
...while I stay here
like a sack of potatoes?

1:24:36
In Cambridge they'll say
I was a sissy or a fool

1:24:41
Look at this!
1:24:47
What about mine?
1:25:42
I'm dying for a pee, I'm bursting
1:25:52
Dammit, the cradle

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