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May 06, 2005 10:01

*jumps up on a table* Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears! I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him ( Read more... )

gravedigging gary, florian, horatio, dorian gray, guildenstern, jean prouvaire, rosencrantz, archie kennedy, y.t., courfeyrac, ophelia, justin, grantaire, hamlet

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tyriangalley May 6 2005, 09:59:40 UTC
I thought he was only mad north by northwest. When the wind is southerly, shouldn't he be able to tell a hawk from a handsaw?

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thanitohercules May 6 2005, 10:03:34 UTC
*odd look* Mad? Why, dear lady, I am not mad.

Hawks, handsaws, ravens, writing desks-- what have they to do with me?

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tyriangalley May 6 2005, 10:06:57 UTC
Ah! Maybe you can tell me. Why is a raven like a writing desk anyways?

Oh. And is Denmark very pretty?

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fish_bananas May 6 2005, 10:09:42 UTC
Because the notes for which they are noted are not noted for being musical notes. (Puzzle maven Sam Loyd, 1914 ( ... )

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tyriangalley May 6 2005, 10:13:27 UTC
......You win at life.

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fish_bananas May 6 2005, 10:16:08 UTC
How I dearly wish. :) *prays*

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thanitohercules May 6 2005, 13:38:55 UTC
A ha! But how is it not, my good lady? Dust, I say! Both made of dust! *grabs a handful of dirt and offers it to her* And so are you.

Pretty? Ay! 'Tis an Eden, a bed, a maiden's wedding chamber-- but alas, 'tis too late. 'Tis blackened by tears and reddened by blood-- sheets and flowers, look! The serpent doth come, and the apple hath worms!

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