(November 7, 2013 at 11:33 pm)Aral Gamelon Wrote:(November 7, 2013 at 11:16 pm)Godschild Wrote: Are you so sure we've never meet, wee one?If you've met me then come out and say it along with my name in PM, or feel free to keep playing the fool. Though none find you funny except at your expense.
GC
Creepy bastard.
Well aral, I suggest you buy a gun and lock your doors at night. Never know when godschild might be round to do God's "handy" work.
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.
