Geoffrey Chaucer hath a flamewar as if you couldn't read the headline.

The boy knows how to get hits: I, myself, picked up a stalker on Perez Hilton's site this week and gained an extra 25% overnight!

On the other hand, fighting with dead people surely can't be as useful as live ones.

Everyone knows zombies don't use the Internet!

They're total Playstation whores!

Here is Gower's arrow; judge for yourselves if it hath drawn blude.

Myn Gentil Gefroi:
Ich am muchel wrothe at thy japes and hostyl wordes, yow seem overe eager to maken me seem a smale and pityeful man.
Whatte hath Ich wroght to maken mine self so displeysing to yow?
Johannes Gowere
ps. my liverie is bettere and ich do notte share it so freelye to harvest the gold of compleat strangeres.

O, pleye the martyr, Mayster Gower. 

May the beste manne winne!