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
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Thanks for the laughs.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed these, as usual!
ReplyDeleteBwahahahahahaha. I love them all.
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Heeheehee! I needed that, thank you.
ReplyDeleteGood ones
ReplyDeleteThese are great, thank you so much for the laughs! Warm greetings to you from a retired lady living in Montreal, Canada.
ReplyDeleteThese are all hilarious and I needed a laugh these days. Thank you!
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