Exit stage left...pursued by a Jibbler.
I don't think that's anything the Bard wrote.
things are quiet until hitler decides he'd like to invade russia
so, he does
the russians are like "OMG WTF D00DZ, STOP TKING"
and the germans are still like "omg ph34r n00bz"
the russians fall back, all the way to moscow
and then they all begin h4xing, which brings on the russian winter
the germans are like "wtf, h4x"
-- WW2 for the l33t
Magic, it was a parody of the most famous stage direction in dramatic history. The Winter's Tale...exit stage left...pursued by a bear.
Thy registers and thee I both defy,
Not wondering at the present nor the past;
For thy records and what we see do lie,
Made more or less by your continual haste.
This I do vow, and this shall ever be,
I will be true, despite thy scythe and thee.
I'm very well versed in Shakespeare. I was just poking fun.
things are quiet until hitler decides he'd like to invade russia
so, he does
the russians are like "OMG WTF D00DZ, STOP TKING"
and the germans are still like "omg ph34r n00bz"
the russians fall back, all the way to moscow
and then they all begin h4xing, which brings on the russian winter
the germans are like "wtf, h4x"
-- WW2 for the l33t
Fair enough. Consider it poked.
Where be your jibes now, your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? Quite chop fallen?
Easy one:
'What are you reading?'
'Words, words, words...'
Still embedded in my mind...
"Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them"
My favorite part from "Taming of the shrew" not really a quote but here goes
Uhh...
PETRUCHIO
Come, come, you wasp; i' faith, you are too angry.
KATHARINA
If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
PETRUCHIO
My remedy is then, to pluck it out.
KATHARINA
Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies,
PETRUCHIO
Who knows not where a wasp does
KATHARINA
In his tongue.
PETRUCHIO
Whose tongue?
KATHARINA
Yours, if you talk of tails: and so farewell.
PETRUCHIO
What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again,
Good Kate; I am a gentleman.
I think the woman doth protest too much- I think from "The Taming of the Shrew".
Aren't we in the trust tree, thingey?
Hamlet, actually.
"The lady doth protest too much, methinks." - Gertrude
things are quiet until hitler decides he'd like to invade russia
so, he does
the russians are like "OMG WTF D00DZ, STOP TKING"
and the germans are still like "omg ph34r n00bz"
the russians fall back, all the way to moscow
and then they all begin h4xing, which brings on the russian winter
the germans are like "wtf, h4x"
-- WW2 for the l33t
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