“Once more unto the breach,” Henry V said. That has nothing to do with our series of Monday insults from Shakespeare, except that we are once more charging in with no fear or common sense at all to present another saucy insult from Shakespeare’s works.
For the third week in a row, we feature one of Doll Tearsheet’s richly-worded insults from 2 Henry IV, from Act Two:
I scorn you, scurvy companion. What, you poor, base, rascally, cheating lack-linen mate! Away, you mouldy rogue, away! (2 Henry IV, II.4.121)
Now, that’s some good insultin’, right there. Feel free to adapt it for your particular situation today.