Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
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.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
I wish more guys would do that. The current penchant for wearing one's jeans at half mast is dreadfully unattractive. Yeah, I'm a cranky old broad with an overworked sense of propriety and damned proud of it! LOL
Perfect! I also want to be the one to pull it off LOL
ReplyDeleteYou're a good man Charlie Brown....err, good woman Monica. But I don't want to be anywhere around when that tape comes off! LOL
ReplyDeleteThank the Lord for well placed duct tape.
ReplyDeleteOUCH!!
I wish more guys would do that. The current penchant for wearing one's jeans at half mast is dreadfully unattractive. Yeah, I'm a cranky old broad with an overworked sense of propriety and damned proud of it! LOL
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