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
Heeheehee! Excellent fun. Although Sunday afternoon naps shouldn't be a secret, everyone should go to the service at Bedside Baptist every Sunday afternoon.
Bwahahahahahahaha. I can't pick a favorite. They are all fabulous.
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ReplyDeleteAnd this is precisely why I'm glad to be a lesbian!
ReplyDeleteThe shampoo one is true, in the end it's really all bubbles.
ReplyDeleteHeeheehee! Excellent fun. Although Sunday afternoon naps shouldn't be a secret, everyone should go to the service at Bedside Baptist every Sunday afternoon.
ReplyDeleteWhere do you find these? OMG! They are hilarious! LOL!
ReplyDeleteThese are all great but that first one is so perfect.
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