The Many ADVETURES OF ZENDELL:and friends
The Many ADVETURES OF ZENDELL:and friends
omg its horrible!
there's a mancrush going on
And who wouldn't have a crush on a man who can be as eloquent as this:
Never forget the knowledge contained within my words on that day Kaeli
"Wekk di ut sine nire fir tiy, Whoops"
Translated from my own made up language means.
To be or not to be, that is the question; Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep; No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause. There's the respect That makes calamity of so long life, For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of th'unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovered country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all, And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pitch and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action. Whoops.
Locking this thread before any additional damage is done.
I'm a huge fag!
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAA wheee
Last edited by Ryudei; 02-25-2009 at 04:57 PM.
Oh further damage hath already been did!
http://zendell.ytmnd.com
Oh btw if you dont have quicktime dont bother you wont get it!
Last edited by Roxxy; 02-25-2009 at 09:41 AM. Reason: editing!
Looks like Roxxy's got a new boyfriend.
Your own made-up language turns Hamlet's soliloquy into an 8-word line of garbage?Never forget the knowledge contained within my words on that day Kaeli
"Wekk di ut sine nire fir tiy, Whoops"
Translated from my own made up language means.
To be or not to be, that is the question; Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep; No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause. There's the respect That makes calamity of so long life, For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of th'unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovered country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all, And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pitch and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action. Whoops.
I totally want to tank Genbu in a wedding dress <3
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Doesn't require Quicktime in IE but does in Firefox for whatever reason.Originally Posted by Roxxy
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