fiddlerpianist wrote:
cosmiccat wrote:
HydroPurity wrote:
Anyone else here a fricken Hypochondriac? I thought I've had cancer about 10 times and now I recently freaked out about AIDS... but I'm healthy as phuck.
Who is phuck?
I think cosmiccat meant the "ph" to be a substitute for "f."
Actually I was making a joke in the style of Shakespeare's "Puck" - the mischievous and playful sprite. HydroPurity said he/she was healthy as "phuck" which I assumed was a clever and often used way of bypassing the program censor. I was pretending that I thought HydroPurity was referring to a person named Phuck. This made me think of all the neat little tricks that Puck plays.
Puck replies,
Thou speak'st aright;
I am that merry wanderer of the night.
I jest to Oberon and make him smile
When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile,
Neighing in likeness of a filly foal:
And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl,
In very likeness of a roasted crab,
And when she drinks, against her lips I bob
And on her wither'd dewlap pour the ale.
The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale,
Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me;
Then slip I from her bum, down topples she,
And 'tailor' cries, and falls into a cough;
And then the whole quire hold their hips and laugh,
And waxen in their mirth and neeze and swear
A merrier hour was never wasted there. (Act ii., Scene i.)