There is no curse in Elvish, Entish, or the tongues of Men for this treachery.
May the fleas of a thousand camels invade the crotch of the person that ruins your day. And may their arms be to short too scratch
Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you--haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe--I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with...
Curse Hermes and his multi-vitamins!
Curse you, cheap beer. Must find miso in tiny packet.
You're going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk at the theater.
May she wake in torment! he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. Why, she's a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there—not in...
May the IRS find that you deduct your pet sheep as an entertainment expense.
For him that stealeth, or borroweth and returneth not, this book from its owner, let it change into a serpent in his hand and rend him. Let him be struck with palsy, and all his members blasted. Let h...
In a calm, clear voice, she suggested that the wyrsa in question could do several highly improbable, athletically difficult and possibly biologically impractical things involving its own mother, a few...
If I dropped a tear upon your hand, may it wither it up! If I spoke a gentle word in your hearing, may it deafen you! If I touched you with my lips, may the touch be poison to you! A curse upon this r...