a grave man

[depthofmytale]

Friends, knaves, countrymen, lend me your ears; Look at you all! What is this crowded town of such folk? Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast. I can not tell what the dickens this place is! One would claim it to be a school, as all be in the “age of the turkey”, but where are these teachers? ALAS! All the great performers of Arabia can not

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[plaid_kitten]

Wow, you talk like Shakespeare!

Welcome to Fandango; I'm Michel ^_^

[depthofmytale]

Who? Come again, child! Make some sense!

And a fond coming night to you, I am Mercutio!

[plaid_kitten]

Shakespeare. He was a famous English playwrite who lived years ago. We had to read his plays a lot at my old school.

And, I don't mean to sound rude, but I'm not really a child...I look young, but I'm nearly seventeen.

[depthofmytale]

And is he so famous? WHy have I not heard of this "Shakespeare" yet manage to be such a scholar. Is this jet? I shall bite thee by the ear if it is so for that jest!

And a good age for the loss of childhood, when the years get rough and tumble not only with woes but in bed as well.

[plaid_kitten]

He was real! See? http://www.shakespeare-online.com/

[depthofmytale]

........ *begins to remove his glove* Thou wishes to fight?

[plaid_kitten]

*sort of at a loss*

No, um, I'm going to bed...

[depthofmytale]

And a goodnight to you.