Blame The Guy Who Doesn't Speak Engish.

I Can't Even Say The Word 'titmouse' Without Giggling Like A Schoolgirl.

Ah, Good Ol’ Trustworthy Beer. My Love For You Will Never Die.

Modesty Is Of No Use To A Beggar.

Is He Not Sacred, Even To The Gods, The Wandering Man Who Comes In Weariness?

There Is Nothing Worse For Mortals Than A Wandering Life.