Friday Night Pajama Party!

Jesters never concern themselves with the sorcery of written word. Lest they be thrown in the stockade.
How could I forget?
Art thou the one holding the key to my release? A transgression I shall commit.

It is said a rich man's house has no place to spit but his face. Me thinketh a poor man's house contains nowhere to but his face.
 
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A centaur that doesn’t show off his legs?
I broke the quote
I will have you know I have a dancers legs. Maybe not a good dancer, but a dancer nonetheless.
 
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