(October 18, 2013 at 2:09 pm)genkaus Wrote:(October 18, 2013 at 2:07 pm)rexbeccarox Wrote: Skoptsy?
genkaus, you beat me to it!
FIRST. Hell yeah.
I shouldve thought of the fact of life I just explained to my father, if you have an idea, chances are 10000 other people had it first
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.