William Shakespeare's page

It just occurred to me, my dearest self, that all of mour* plays reward cross-dressers with happiness. We should make mour next play a tale of terrible vengeance on an old man pretending to be a hot young thang.

*[we need new pronouns for the multiple self]

How now, brown cow: it just occurred to Us; We are quite amused!

Forsooth! Mine doppelgänger hath the half of it and more!
::bumpty-bump-bump::

William Shakespeare wrote:

William Shakespear wrote:

A Fan Verse:

James Sutter, James Sutter:
The man proses like buttah.

Fie, Devil! But thou art not so famed and fabled a rogue--I am he, and he is me, and we are all together, fiendish Fullerite! Thou shalt have out-herod Herod through such inglorious theft!

I AM Shakespeare!

Calm thy self down, self. Thou/I knowest that I/we likest to spell the name divers ways, according to mood.

Zounds!

More like I/we shouldest look out for yon thieving rogue, Oxford.

Of course, we chose the same avatar. And I looked for quite some time before choosing!

Thou doth speak true! Let us join forces and fight yon fiend, Oxford!

A Fan Verse:

James Sutter, James Sutter:
The man proses like buttah.

Fie, Devil! But thou art not so famed and fabled a rogue--I am he, and he is me, and we are all together, fiendish Fullerite! Thou shalt have out-herod Herod through such inglorious theft!

I AM Shakespeare!

..., I have a strong appreciation of classic short stories (such as those of William Shakespeare and Edgar Allen Poe) designed to be read in a single evening.

I'm dying to read some of Shakespeare's short-stories...

Now you've gone an done it ...

Lest people become too wrapped up in this arguement ...

This thread needs some Shakespeare, ASAP

And therefore ...

--- William the Fantabulous Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act 1, Scene V

Brilliant! Yea, there be no greater words writ, but sentiment has it! Thou art mine hero, Friend Lord Fyre!

... I believe, to paraphrase Shakespeare, the fault lies not in the topic, but in ourselves that we argue and insult...

... Rather, I believe that the answer is just to try and be nicer to our fellow beings and strive for enlightenment rather than victory. At least that's my opinion.

Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world

Like a Colossus; and we petty men
Walk under his huge legs, and peep about
To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Men at some time are masters of their fates:
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

;-)

B.T.W., this thread needs some Shakespeare.

Verily! Ask me about the beast with two backs! ;-)