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♪ Come, come all, and ♪ ♪ listen to the Canterbury Tales. ♪

♪ Words, passions and love ♪ ♪ finally in all the details. ♪

♪ Join the libations cherished with such luxury. ♪

♪ You too can feel a ♪ ♪ part of the tale you'll see shortly. ♪

♪ Come, come everyone, and ♪ ♪ listen to the Canterbury Tales. ♪

♪ Words, passions and love ♪ ♪ finally in all the details. ♪

♪ A thread so finely woven to the ♪ ♪ which no one could compare. ♪

♪ The actions so unspoken are ♪ ♪ here for everyone to share. ♪

♪ The hostess, Hiapeisha, ♪ ♪ The Miller and his wife ♪

♪ are just a few that you ♪ ♪ will know by living life in Canterbury. ♪

♪ In the old days, knights were ♪ ♪ daring and the lands were up for grabs. ♪

♪ There were two treasures to behold, ♪ ♪ but please don't be fooled. ♪

♪ You should know about one of these ♪ ♪ nights whose future looked rather pale. ♪

♪ Let us take you back on ♪ ♪ time and you will hear your story. ♪

Watch, I watch.

Here, come here.

That's nasty.

well certainly seems to have increased.

♪ Come, come everyone, and ♪ ♪ listen to the Canterbury Tales. ♪

♪ Words, passions and love ♪ ♪ finally in all the details. ♪

♪ Join the libations ♪ ♪ cherished with such lust. ♪

♪ You too can feel a ♪ ♪ part of the tale you'll see shortly. ♪

♪ So make a toast, I'll cheer my ♪ ♪ friends and enjoy the joy of the marathon. ♪

♪ For we are about to begin ♪ ♪ the road to Canterbury. ♪

You must come to Canterbury with me.

I can't.

I have my work to attend to.

I need you by my side.

What manners do you have with me, I'm sorry.

All at once.

Quiet!

Quiet please!

Quiet!

I would like to propose a toast.

Yes!

Yes!

Gift!

Tomorrow many of us we will leave for Canterbury.

That's right.

May God reward us and may the blessed martyr reward us.

Quiet!

Quiet please!

Now this trip is quite long, and there is no

sense or fun in travel in silence like

dumb as stones.

We certainly should entertain through conversations.

I want to propose a game that gives us a lot

more fun than that just chatter.

What do you say?

now, before let's go, each person

you must give me 20 pence, and I will put it here

in my bag.

So when we start to Canterbury, everyone will tell

such an exciting story and seductive as possible.

When we get to mine inn at Canterbury, the one who

better told your story will receive the entire contents of the bag.

And I will act as judge of all our happy stories.

Now, or all who travel to Canterbury participate or none.

What they say?

Give me your coins now.

I will be very happy to play your game, my lovely hostess.

It's such an easy win.

you look pretty confident with the Miller.

Hey I am.

With all the good drink there is in me, will loosen my tongue.

Ah, but the drink loosens more than the tongue.

I would like to see you drop your language as it is related.

What I meant, Miller, is that drink loosens your senses.

But I can readily perceive that you have no senses to let go.

♪ Come one, come all, and ♪ ♪ listen to Canterbury stories. ♪

♪ Misfortunes, passions and love, ♪ ♪ finally, in every detail. ♪

♪ Join the libations, ♪ ♪ cherished with such lust. ♪

♪ You too can feel a ♪ ♪ part of the tale you'll see shortly. ♪

When can we meet tonight?

Could it be.

Where?

In the quarters of dancers upstairs.

There is an extra bed.

What we have?

♪ Come one, come all, and ♪ ♪ listen to Canterbury stories. ♪

♪ Misfortunes, passions and love, ♪ ♪ finally, in every detail. ♪

You are alone?

What a beautiful nest you have down there.

Mmm, my, my.

What a surprise, one crafty-tongued carpenter.

OK, carpenter, let's see how do you drive a pig.

But first, let's get rid of these clothes.

Suck harder, Katrina.

My tool feels right in your mouth, Katrina.

It's such a fine hammer, Carpenter.

Oh my God.

Well, once we start our journey,

also we will start our storytelling game.

Who should go first?

Carpenter?

Lady of Bath?

No.

Monk?

Being a religious man, certainly you must be used to giving sermons?

An excellent idea.

It is quite appropriate that we begin our pilgrimage with a sermon.

On second thought, maybe we should start with someone else.

Hmm, lovely hostess.

If no one else wants start, I would be very happy to

thank you with what it is an insignificant story.

Oh, there's no need to modesty, dear knight.

I'm sure your story it will be as excellent as your manners.

Sounds like false modesty, if I may say so.

Oh, shut up, you drunken idiot.

Wonderful.

Let's start.

My tale is a true story and very dear to my heart.

I wasn't always a wealthy knight.

When my father died, he left large sums of

money for my mother and my two older brothers.

And while I was at school, my brothers squandered

money and your debts forced them to leave the country.

My mother fled to Italy in shame.

When the news came of your dire situation,

I swore to return it day to her homeland.

I left immediately to achieve that objective.

On my way to Italy, I found a monk

accompanying a young man abbot to see the pope.

Good morning to you.

Good morning, beautiful knight.

Hope you had a good trip.

An excellent trip, my son.

you chose a good one time of year for a trip.

Yes, but who is the boy?

Oh, a handsome young gentleman.

In fact, he's a relative of mine.

he just been appointed abbot of one of the

bigger and richer abbeys across England.

He is so young that we will ask the pope to intervene for his appointment.

The young abbot was the man most beautiful I have ever seen.

And he treated my problems with great compassion.

He said he would do possible to help me,

so I offered my military services to him.

When we finally got to accommodations, accommodations were so bad,

I found myself sharing a small room with the Abbot.

I protested.

This room is too small.

I'm going to sleep in the stable.

No, stay here, please.

How long have you been a knight?

Just a few short months.

I'm actually just still learning stages.

Brave knight, please join me in my bed.

I was so stunned with the proposal that

I didn't know if I should hit him or what.

Watch, dear knight.

And notice I did.

I noticed that only one blind could not have seen.

I am not a man, nor am I an abbot.

I'm traveling to see the pope for him to give me his hand in an engagement.

be it for your good luck or my unhappiness,

since our conversation, my heart broke

for you, and not me I can resist no more.

No woman ever wanted to love a man more than I am you.

Despite my innocence, I will endeavor to please you.

You don't need ideas.

Do it.

- I love you.

I love you.

Oh, darling.

Dear.

Oh I love you.

- I found out later.

She asked the Pope if we could both get married.

It could never be.

But what I didn't know was why which wish of hers could not be granted.

She was betrothed to the heir of Flanders.

And her father was no other but the King of England.

Was her.

Nor great deeds of bravery or war that made me a famous knight.

- It's a beautiful story.

- Although, I don't know Explain the moral of this story.

- A tale without a moral.

- Maybe a short story be moral enough.

- Stop it, Loberine Miller.

- Still, it's not a complete story.

You never told us about your mother.

- That, I think, is quite obvious even to a fool.

- And we certainly have. enough around here.

- Well, we got off to a good start.

That was very well told.

- Thank you, kind hostess.

- Since the carpenter there was an ironic word,

let's let it count your story below.

- I know one who can top it.

- Yes, I'm sure you do, but Please don't tell yet.

- I'll tell my story.

- You're too drunk to talk.

you need a man better to tell your story now.

write up recover the senses.

- I will not be deceived in my turn.

- You won't be.

now shut up until he comes to his senses.

Carpenter, your story is next.

- I'll be very happy to tell you.

There was a miller in the city of Oxford.

A bad man.

- There is no need just get nasty

because I'm a little drunk and undisciplined.

- Shut up, Miller.

Carpenter, continue your story as we continue our journey.

- Anyway, this miller in particular was, as I have stated,

a bad man.

greed and presumption filled his life, for he

stole from all those who they brought grain to grind.

Your family and business prosperous should have

been enough, but all that is gone now,

and here's how it happened.

The miller ground the grain for the neighboring Cambridge College,

and he deceived them royally.

The school inspector fell ill,

causing an increase on your withdrawals.

Then, one day, he suddenly changed for the better.

It all started when two students went

to the miller with school beans.

- Good morning, gentle Miller.

- Good morning Good Morning.

We would like to observe it, sir, while grinding the grain.

- My grinding process it is a trade secret.

No one can see, not even even my lovely wife and daughter.

- Well, how do we know if we have the right amount of flour.

If we don't see your process?

- Do you think I would deceive you?

I will make a deal with you.

My wife needs of fresh milk and eggs.

If you collect the eggs and milk the cows,

I will grind your grain for free.

- The miller's wife had seen the husband take advantage

of these students, in sense, in good manners.

- It is a deal.

- So she decided to break up with your evil deeds.

- Oh, that one of mine man has always been simple.

- What do you mean, Mom?

- These boys are too cool to to be deceived by that bastard.

It's time for us to decide end it.

I devised a plan.

You must estimate the flour of students while keeping your father

busy and later tonight you will weigh the same amount

and return it to students' backpacks.

- Oh, but how do you will keep you busy?

- A woman has her ways.

watch, and you will learn something new today.

- Hmm.

- How quickly do you do it.

- Go away, woman, I have work to do.

- I thought you might like it. that I would help you, Grain Miller.

- Have you lost consciousness, woman?

Just me, Grain Miller, and alone.

Now go back to your tasks and let me get back to mine.

- Oh, who's that coming up the hill?

- What?

- On top of the hill, a knight lonely with two heavy suitcases.

- Let me see.

His vision turned so sour how much your mind, woman?

There's nobody there.

- There, to the south.

A dot on the horizon.

- There's nobody there, woman.

- Oh, you're right.

Well, there was someone there just now.

- It's very curious, I think.

Who would come all this way just to come back when you are at the end of your journey?

- Maybe he's just resting on the hill.

- I think you've lost your mind.

Now get out of here and let me go back to

my work and you go back to yours.

- Yes, dear husband.

- And I'm getting hungry and thirsty.

When you're done here, I want my dinner ready.

Did you finish your tasks?

- I finished.

- Here's the flour.

That is all?

There must be much more to it than that.

- You are very tired, I think,

and you can't trust your eyes to be the judge.

- I'm exhausted.

Can you accommodate us for the night?

We will pay you.

- It is clear.

I'm sure we can arrive at an appropriate price later.

But first,

Let's eat.

- Now eat, young man.

You will need your strength.

- Finished the meal, the daughter of

miller showed to her bed students.

- Oh, excuse me.

- That's my fault.

sorry for bothering your private parts.

- They're so adorable.

- I'm just saying that because I'm very simple.

- Quite the opposite.

You are beautiful.

- Oh, enough of that.

You should be going to bed.

Here, let me help you take off all your clothes.

- Should you be doing this?

- Oh, don't be silly.

- But you can see my private parts.

- I certainly hope so.

What's the use of having one rooster if he does not crow?

- Off with your dick.

I want to see who sings the loudest.

- While the drunken stewed miller

climbed into his own bed with his generous wife.

- Daughter.

- What is she doing to you?

- My God.

They will wake you up.

- This is not supposed to be a festival.

- Mom, what are you? doing awake at this hour?

- This is my dear girl.

There is a question I should be doing to you.

But I can clearly see with my own eyes.

And I'm kind of determined to go along with it.

- So do it.

There are two and there is the enough for both of us.

- Yes, but first I must tell you guys.

That your total amount of flour is outside the door.

- That's it?

You are very kind, my dear lady.

- I measured it myself tonight.

But now I have in mind a different type of measurement.

- What a nice ruler you have here.

And to think I have put up with the little one

Peter from my husband All this years.

- Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

- Hello woman.

Where are you?

- taking liberties with my wife and my daughter.

You pizza, I'm with you.

- Your wife was a dessert wonderful for a fabulous dinner.

definitely as good as her daughter, who is just as delicious.

Good night sir.

- That was a horrible story.

And a very prejudiced one too.

- But very appropriate, considering it's moral.

- And what would that be, monk?

If you could do the Kindly let us know?

- Nonsense.

Simply a story, not a sermon to be dissected and analyzed.

- Well, as we are on pilgrimage to the tomb of the blessed martyr,

I think it is appropriate to discuss the

edifying questions and morals of life.

- Bah, it's for entertainment, nothing more, nothing less.

- Exactly, and it's not a Bad story, if I may say so.

And well timed too.

I suggest we camp here to spend the night in this clearing.

- An excellent idea.

This horse is starting to hurt my ass.

- I'll rub it for you.

- My horse?

Why, thank you, Miller.

I am starving.

Well, whose story is next?

- I think we should keep it our travel stories.

let's just go enjoy the night in silence.

- An excellent idea.

I think I'll retire to our tent.

- Good rest.

- Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

- Well, I think I should leave too.

Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

Yes, I think so too I am going out now.

- Hang on.

I have an idea that I think you will all find it fascinating.

- Hey, let me help you with that.

- Follow me.

- Where on God's earth did he are you taking us tonight?

you are about to play another one of your drunken tricks?

- No, no, let's go.

Come fast.

Come on, come on, quick.

- That's sinful.

It is an affront to human dignity.

- Everything is alright.

- Hmm, disgusting.

- Don't worry, it will get better.

- Oh, what a beautiful body.

Yours too.

Oh, your breasts are so yummy against my skin.

- This way.

- Oh yeah.

This is so beautiful.

This is beautiful.

It's a picture of hell once it came.

Do not complain, monk.

It's just a little bit of fun.

It's quite exquisite, don't you think, Carpenter?

Mm, a sight to behold.

A wonderful sight.

Oh my God.

Oh, this is heavenly.

Oh, you make my body tremble.

Let me tease you with my finger.

Oh, you are beautiful.

Oh this is so good.

Oh, my God, hurry.

- Beautiful lady.

- Is everyone ready to leave?

- All ready, dear hostess.

♪ Come on, come on everyone and listen to the Canterbury Tales ♪

♪ The misfortunes, the passions and the love finally in detail ♪

♪ Partake in the libations appreciated so vigorously ♪

♪ You too can feel a part of the tale you'll see soon ♪

♪ So make a toast with joy, my friends ♪

♪ And enjoy the joy and joy ♪

♪ 'Cause we're about to start the road to Canterbury ♪

- To start our story today she is the lady of Bath.

- Oh, I can't wait. to hear this story.

- I'd rather see her story.

- Miller, are you drunk yet?

Please try to contain yourself.

Madam?

Very good.

There once was a lady in Wading who was noble,

but through the sinister negotiations of

a certain sir, your father, the lord of Bath,

was expelled from his land and die poor

as a beggar and sick as a leper.

Since childhood, she was determined

to recover the her father's lands.

she finally got it secure a position

like a lady of Wading with the lord himself

which yielded his family name Boyd.

Of course, you didn't know that she was the daughter of the lord of Bath.

the lord was also widely known as a

libertine, and the lady of Wading used that to her advantage.

His mistress, however, knew of her husband's indiscretions,

but she didn't know with whom her husband was sleeping.

And she lavished favors on the lady of Wading.

In order to request it as her husband's spy.

But you had your nocturnal cases themselves.

Well, everything proceeded according to her plan,

but the lady of Wading needed a hit

opportunity and luck to carry out your plan.

And that came through a surprise visit from the Queen.

You took too little time before he had the queen in

your room and start practicing wicked deeds upon his body.

- Oh, you're delicious.

What wonderful indignities, sir.

- Of course, you had trusted

in the wading lady to keep the hall clear.

The Lady of Wading took the opportunity

to tag too a meeting between the two.

The lady and the groom.

- Oh, you taste delicious.

- How delightful.

How delightful.

Oh my God.

What a shock.

- Squeeze the balls, ma'am.

-Oh, she came.

Oh yes, my God.

Oh God.

Squeeze me.

Oh my God.

- In both cases, the lady-in-waiting should announce any imminent danger

knocking three times on the door.

The king approaches.

- Oh my God, my husband.

- Your advance guard has already arrived.

- I'm finished if he catch me here with you.

And I need to remind you where your head goes

hit mine if he catch me with you.

- No need to worry, my dear.

I took care of everything.

But we must hurry.

Let's go.

- The king approaches the castle.

- The king, quickly, out of here.

My lord will surely be looking for me to make preparations for the king.

- Yes, my lady.

- Hurry up and I'll go hide it in my room.

- My lady.

And with the stable, boy, how could you?

- My lord, with the queen will be yours

head this time, you bastard.

- Oh, stop, you can resolve their differences later.

- But now the king approaches the front of the palace.

I suggest we mute this whole sordid affair.

After all, no one knows this, but those who prefer to forget.

Except, of course, for me.

- And what, please, say, the would keep silent forever?

- Having my father's land returned to his rightful heir.

- And who is your father?

- The Lord of the Baths.

- Oh my God.

- The girl tricked us.

- There is nothing more that I would prefer

see the king taking my darling

Lord with your dick still dripping

with the delicious juices of love from the queen and

after seeing your head roll off the block.

- You whore.

- Except, of course, to have my land returned to its rightful owner.

- This land is very valuable.

Surely a chest of gold would be more to your liking, you ill-mannered whore.

- It would be more to my liking watch the blade cleave her neck.

I led the king's guards to all entries except one.

If you sign this deed, I will tell you how to escape.

If not, what do you say?

- Sign the deed, your miserable whore dealer.

- Yes, sign the wretched deed.

Can't you see that she has all our heads on the block?

- quite a tale classic of musical beds.

- Excellent, best told so far.

The judges said... - Spare us, good monk.

- I believe that the history of Miller is the next to be counted.

Looks like the Miller is a little indisposed at the moment.

we will have to pass his turn this time.

- All good.

I can imagine the story sordid he would tell.

- May I suggest, good hostess, who in light

of our enough fortunate turn of events

events, you count a story of your own.

- I don't think it would be appropriate.

- Oh, please, beautiful hostess, honor us with your story.

- I fully agree.

I would be honored to hear.

- All right, but be patient with

my story, so I don't I was prepared for this.

I would like to tell the story of how the

gypsies got it the wine on his violin.

In Gypsy customs, a lady must first gain approval

of her future husband dancing to him and proving her talents.

- What's the matter, my child?

- I'm in love with two men, Shitar and Vitar.

I cannot choose between them.

I must have both for my husband.

I read the letters from tarot and they promised

that the three of us would pass eternity together.

They danced and danced for them to all night, and still no response.

Isn't it meant to be?

Maybe, but not until later of a small annoyance.

What you need to do is go to the big stranded tree

on the edge of the camp midnight and step three times.

then spit on your left shoulder,

and the big horn will reveal itself to you.

- I'll do what's necessary to win their affection.

- Thank you, Babushka.

- A beautiful gypsy.

How can I serve you?

- I was told to ask you for help.

I'm in love with two men.

I want both for my husband.

I cannot choose between them.

- Kinky, have you ever danced for them?

- Oh yeah.

Yes, I danced for them all night,

but they paid no attention to me.

- Well, don't worry. not at all with that.

i have the right thing to capture their hearts.

- The violin will produce such a wonderful sound

that no mortal will be able to resist.

I do not offer any services for free.

- On the crow Cox, you will come back to me

and be my lover the day whole or you will perish.

- Here, let me teach you how to play.

- The seductive sounds of the violin wove their magic to perfection.

-Oh, I love it.

- In the gypsy tradition, a gold ring is

used as an enhancement to

sexual bond and symbolizes endless love

and the powers comprehensive of the universe.

- Hey!

- A girl, snatched for your new passion,

she forgot the promise her to the master of darkness and

then he came to collect the which was his by right.

And everything that could be found instead.

It was the violin on the bow.

- And that's how the gypsies got the wine on the violin.

- What a beautiful and wonderful story.

- And a learning too.

Show what you can happen when someone

make a contract with the forces of darkness.

- It makes me want to cry.

- That's a wonderful story.

But I don't quite remember how it started.

Now I will tell my own story.

- Poor Miller, I'm afraid our journey has come to an end.

Canterbury is right there on that ridge.

You had your turn, but you were too drunk to tell it.

- Such a turnaround destination appropriate.

- Screw your pious skin, monk.

- This is not a fight.

Heading to the inn.

And after we freshen up a bit, I will offer everyone a merry meal.

- Please have more than enough.

Here, this is where it is needed.

Now now quiet, quiet please.

I would like to propose a toast.

- A toast to our beautiful hostess.

For her granting us in her generosity, this beautiful meal.

- Here here.

- For your hostess.

- And an ad.

I know you would be our only one Judge in this story competition.

However, well to be blunt, we all vote.

And we voted for you as a judge.

And we voted for you as Victor.

- No argument.

- No argument.

- No no no no.

You are awake.

Very late.

- All right, I'll take the purse and give to the needy.

- Oh.

- Can I talk to you for a moment?

- Sure, please.

- Why did you do that?

- Just like I said, everyone agreed.

You have shown us your generosity.

I would like to show you mine in a more private and personal way.

- I'd like that.

- Mm, I'm dying of desire to get into a good one,

comfortable bed in sand, but I hate sleeping.

Sleep comfortably alone.

would you be so kind as to meet a traveling lady?

- Consider me just one loyal servant to his lordship.

- Huh.

- Well, Monk, it seems that we are the only ones

of our pilgrimage who didn't go to sleep,

and we took a long trip of Canterbury, and we heard

many obscene stories to fulfill our dreams.

So now I think I should go to bed.

- Well, until the end, my son.

- I'll drink to that.

- I will read the scriptures before going to bed.

- That's a wonderful idea.

Such a brave and strong knight.

But no knight is stronger than your sword.

And how is your sword?

- My sword is ready and ready, hard as steel,

to serve his mistress at her mere beckoning.

- Then let me wave out of your glow.

- Have me.

- Finally.

- My bad.

- On the road to Canterbury when I was behind you,

I was watching ass tight and then hoarse.

I envied his hoarseness.

I was wondering what would your face look like?

I'm delighted to have found you.

Can I lick your paw?

Wow, I gotta feel your load.

Mm, I want to ride that hard cock.

My two miles gone.

Did you like my tool, ma'am?

- Wow, I like it.

- Slow down now.

- My rigid tool of carpenter feels good in the room.

- Bring it here, but you it is stuck between the breasts.

Oh, it's a good woman.

You are a good woman.

- Such a cool family gem.

- Yes, it's such a thing. wonderful thing a woman can do.

- Just strong.

- Yeah, it's definitely strong.

- To be used for all needs a woman as she desires.

Beautiful woman, all right.

Oh, I feel so good.

Oh, my strong brave.

I wanted to be so close from you for so long.

Ah, this is the, this is the kind of moral

that I've been looking for.

Oh, my child.

you have a mouth divine, moral, mortal, moral.

A moral, moral, moral.

Moral.

- Yes.

yes this is the real thing divine spirit of mortal man.

God bless you, my dear.

♪ Come on, come on everybody, and hear the Canterbury tales ♪

♪ The misfortunes, the passions and the love finally in every detail ♪

♪ Partake in the libations appreciated so vigorously ♪

♪ You too can feel a part of the tale you'll see soon ♪

♪ Come on, come on everybody, and hear the Canterbury tales ♪

♪ The misfortunes, the passions and the love finally in every detail ♪

♪ A thread so finely woven that no one could compare ♪

♪ The actions of that time unspoken are here for everyone to share ♪