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 love them all, but the getting your leg through my underwear without losing my balance had me spew my coffee.
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The leg through the underwear thing is a real achievement for me. Not one I succeed in every day.
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Leg through the underwear is beginning to get a bit tricky here too. I like the last one.
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