Without further elaboration, an argument for the constancy of human nature. I’m pretty sure I read several of these, with modernized language, in various comment sections today.
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So THAT’s the predecessor to “Here I sit, broken-hearted…”, and 867-5309 (Jenny).
Theophilus, don’t perform oral sex on girls against the city wall like a dog
“Secundus says hello to his Prima, wherever she is. I ask, my mistress, that you love me.”
That might be the ancient ancestor of a George Jones lyric.
Might Icarus be a spider monkey?
I’d missed that, thanks!
Lesbianus, you defecate and you write, ‘Hello, everyone!’
They had Facebook back then? Who knew?