| - Surely not Canon Jack Smulley, senior Archdeacon, entrail-eating heretic of Bath and Wells? | |
| The rivers have run red with blood, and towers of mutilated corpses have cast shadows upon entrail-laden battlefields. | |
| - Surely not Canon Jack Smulley, senior Archdeacon, entrail-eating heretic of Bath and Wells? | |
| The rivers have run red with blood, and towers of mutilated corpses have cast shadows upon entrail-laden battlefields. | |
| "As he loosened his manhood from beneath his robes, "the bishop muttered a Latin prayer... "and then, with a mighty thrust, drove it into her very entrails." | |
| "Get us out of here so I can strangle that old magician with his own entrails." | |
| "Immense forces served you" "Your entrails burst, death menaces" | |
| "In India, she is Kali, who likes to devour her boyfriend Shiva's entrails..." | |
| "Road kill for the maggots "Floating in shark-filled bile, like wildebeest entrails" | |
| "As he loosened his manhood from beneath his robes, "the bishop muttered a Latin prayer... "and then, with a mighty thrust, drove it into her very entrails." | |
| "Get us out of here so I can strangle that old magician with his own entrails." | |
| "Immense forces served you" "Your entrails burst, death menaces" | |
| "In India, she is Kali, who likes to devour her boyfriend Shiva's entrails..." | |
| "Road kill for the maggots "Floating in shark-filled bile, like wildebeest entrails" | |
