It sounds very tempting, and relaxing. Thanks for just the mere thought of it. Have a grand old time.
The Taming of the Shrew, IV, 3:
GRUMIO: I fear it is too choleric a meat. How say you to a fat tripe finely broil'd?
King Henry IV, part 2, V, 4:
DOLL TEARSHEET: Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on; I 'll tell thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal, an the child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou paper-faced villain.
Twelfth Night, II, 5:
MARIA: Get ye all three into the box-tree: Malvolio's coming down this walk: he has been yonder i' the sun practising behavior to his own shadow this half hour: observe him, for the love of mockery; for I know this letter will make a contemplative idiot of him. Close, in the name of jesting! Lie thou there, [Throws down a letter] for here comes the trout that must be caught with tickling
Tripe Face Boogie