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Apr 06, 2010 04:39

Why came I hither but to that intent?
Think you a little din can daunt mine ears?
Have I not in my time heard Lions roar?
Have I not heard the sea, puffed up with winds,
Rage like an angry boar, chafèd with sweat?
Have I not heard great ordnance in the field
And heaven's arrtilery thunder in the skies?
Have I not in pitchèd battle heard
Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets clang?
And do you tell me of a woman's tongue,
That gives not half so great a blow to hear
As will a chesnut in a farmer's fire?

Do not laugh?
Follow like you usually do; laugh with the others.
Do not enjoy the sound?
Too fucking bad.

"Not a battle?"
Stop battling.

"Do not want any part"?
Stop calling. Do not bug me, then.
I am trying to sleep.

I smile whilst you frown.
Oh no.

What happens right now, I do not know for thou...
But boy, oh, boy...Ho Ho!
I am not disappeared in the shadows anymore.
We've switched.

Whoops.

Look, it's right there.
Figure it out yourself if you're so brilliant.
Go ahead and try.
I know you will.

No, it's not here.

Maybe some day...
I won't be here, so we'll see.

I mean Carol Lefko said so.

SWEET!

If 2010 has taught me anything, it is how quick things can change.

I don't hope they change now.

Stay the same. Please.
I'll laugh all the way to the bank.

Lucas Gonzales laughed.
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