(December 14, 2013 at 12:27 am)Esquilax Wrote:(December 13, 2013 at 7:35 pm)Kitanetos Wrote: Oh, gosh, how could I have missed this gem?
Enrico mistakenly thinks that, because he's full of shit, that must just be a biological function of the human race as a whole.
Hahahaha, hall of shame worthiness on the part of enrico.
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.
