Harry Rutherford over at Heraclitean Fire, who is like a truffle (underwater titty) pig for awesome links, has come forward with this stunning piece of art depicting "the bawds of euphony." He is very clever with words because, like most people who live in England, he is directly descended from Shakespeare himself.* He writes, "You can tell they're bawds of euphony rather than the regular kind because they have cuckoo heads." Touché, Harry. Touché.*This might not be true.
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Fucking exquisite.
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