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Thu, 26th Jan 2012 | Shakytownkid | 141 Views, 1 Nod.

Talismans challenge.

Polonius:
My liege, and madam, to expostulate
What majesty should be, what duty is,
What day is day, night night, and time is time,
Were nothing but to waste night, day, and time;
Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief. Your noble son is mad.The silly bugger came into the Hunters Eyebrow pub Brandishing his Musket,saying he had a windsock full of cuttlefish.

                


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Fri, 27th Jan 2012
Thankyou MS. I believe it was when he came over to England with Rosencrantz and Guildenstern and met up with a travelling Troupe of Players called The Wee Bully something or other!
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Fri, 27th Jan 2012
You know your Shakespeare better than i sir, for i do not remember that last line in Hamlet. But strangely, it works.
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Thu, 26th Jan 2012
Her skirt flies up, her underwear remains below: skirts without underwear, that girl's a ho.

Sublime poetry.
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Thu, 26th Jan 2012
"My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go."
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Thu, 26th Jan 2012
This is very clever is it not?
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Thu, 26th Jan 2012
King Claudius:
A pox on thee, and thine own son's musket and windsock.

I like this one.
Very imaginative.
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