busby1013

It's just so much easier for me to memorize Hamlet shite than other shite. I know I meant to stick to shorties this next week, but fie on it, I've said that before, and still dream to mouth these glorious words as soon as possible. I simply more deeply long to add to my brain collection the four perfect soliloquizing gems that ruin my life. I dream to recite this in its entirety and belt out the last line with Branagh-calibre volume!

Oh, Sir Ken, my sweet, between you and Hiddles, I die happily in thy laps.