Wherein we do furnish the aggrieved party with customized insults of surpassing eloquence, rendered in the manner of the Bard himself, formatted upon parchment-grade document, and made available for physical delivery by way of the Royal Post — or, failing that, FedEx.
The Scriptorium is Under Construction
Words are being sharpened. Iambs are being measured. Parchment is being sourced.