(November 17, 2015 at 11:58 pm)Cthulhu Dreaming Wrote: Sorry, Lem. It's not you, the other guy has no attachment to this community, and I personally have no intention of extending the courtesy to same. You're free to do so in open forum if the guy actually comes back. If he turns out to not be a complete shitposter, maybe later. Any of the other reds can make it happen, and you're welcome to try one of the others of course.
Oh suspect he is a shitposter. Call this me feeding the wildlife.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
