As You Like It, Act II Sc. 7
JAQUES
O worthy fool!
...in his brain,
Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit
After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm'd
With observation, the which he vents
In mangled forms. O that I were a fool!
I am ambitious for a motley coat.
There's a point in every story or play I write where the characters start to feel like house guests who have stayed just a day or two too long.
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5 Comments:
Yeah, right.
Next time, we're bringing the stinky cheese!
As long as you come and visit, I don't care what's in your suitcase. Customs might, though.
My dear spouse was traveling with a group years ago, and one of them unthinkingly brought a sausage of some sort in his suitcase into Oz.
The quarantine beagle went NUTS. The guy went off to quarantine jail for a few hours.
I hope the beagle got an appropriate reward.
In any case, we're real clear on what sorts of things we must not bring into the country.
Are you sure this isn't the point in the story/play/verse novel/novella/poem/snuff film script where the charter need to actually die horribly? Sometimes, that's the onyl way to get rid of pesky houseguests....and I'll just go back to bed now and keep taking the medication.
Sorry
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Whew!
I do thank you for that disclaimer! Though I am bit dismayed with Houston's notion that "pesky houseguests" need to "die horribly".
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