:lol:
[QUOTE=CarrieK;5348542]
:: adjusts tiara, sips daintily from pink sparkly flask and pets, alternately, feather boa and Charles Owen helmet lovingly::
Pashience, my Preciousesishes, one day we’ll join them, and there then will be such a hunt and such a feast that:
“he that outlives this day, and comes safe home, will stand a tip-toe when the day is named, and rouse him–”
:: sips robustly from pink sparkly flask :: Rouse him??!!?? Well, Preciousesishes, I never!!
“He that shall live this day, and see old age, but he’ll remember with advantages what feats he did that day: then shall our names familiar in his mouth as household words: Hunter’s Run, JSwan, hinderella, wateryglen, whicker be in their flowing cups freshly remember’d.”
:: chugs from pink sparkly flask :: In their flowing cups, I should say!
“But we in it shall be remember’d we few, we happy few, we band of hunters;
And gentlemen now a-bed–”
:: chugs from pink sparkly flask :: hehehehe, Gentlemen. A-bed.
“Shall think themselves accursed they were not here, And hold their manhoods”
HAHAHAHAHA :: falls off chair :: Well, Preciousesishes, perhaps it’s best that we are unable to attend, after all.
Exit, pursued by a bear [/QUOTE]
I tip my tiara and flask to you (albiet broken tiara and a black flask with skull and crossbones)…that is hilarious!