Please help me...

carsonshepherd

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remember the name of Hamlet's father in Shakespeare's play!!!

You know, the ghost.

Somone help, quick, before my head explodes. :(
 
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carsonshepherd said:
No, his father! (wailing in frustration!)

Psyphilus? Pnuemonia? Ghonorhia? Hepatitus...hmm..yeah, that one sounds about right.
 
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carsonshepherd said:
No, his father! (wailing in frustration!)

Oh, dear god. It's gonna be a who's on first thread. ;)

It's Hamlet, Carson.
 
well, maybe I'm just crazy. Or drunk. Or both.

Am I thinking Yoric? I don't know what the hell I'm thinking.

Consider this topic dead. Continue.
 
carsonshepherd said:
well, maybe I'm just crazy. Or drunk. Or both.

Am I thinking Yoric? I don't know what the hell I'm thinking.

Consider this topic dead. Continue.

Yoric died long before King Hamlet. Long enough for the prince Hamlet to see and kiss his skull in the graveyard.
 
minsue said:
Yoric died long before King Hamlet. Long enough for the prince Hamlet to see and kiss his skull in the graveyard.

And the line is not 'Alas, poor Yorick, I knew him well.' It is 'Alas, poor Yorick; I knew him Horatio, a man of infinite jest.'

</pet peeve>

The Earl
 
TheEarl said:
And the line is not 'Alas, poor Yorick, I knew him well.' It is 'Alas, poor Yorick; I knew him Horatio, a man of infinite jest.'

</pet peeve>

The Earl

I knew I liked you for a reason! :rose:
 
If you must, Hamlet’s father is the Ur-Hamlet.

Yorick was a Jester (or Fool) from Hamlet’s childhood (long dead by the time of the play) and by Hamlet's estimation a good comedian (“a man of infinite jest.")
 
Pay no attention to me.

*thoroughly embarrassed now*

Old age is rotting my once-razor-sharp brain like a bad case of Dutch elm disease. If I'm this bad at 30 how will I be at 50?
 
carsonshepherd said:
Pay no attention to me.

I've this urge to say we never do, but I can't pull it off even in jest. :rose:
*thoroughly embarrassed now*

Old age is rotting my once-razor-sharp brain like a bad case of Dutch elm disease. If I'm this bad at 30 how will I be at 50?

The same, but with poor taste in clothing. (At least according to 30 year olds, but don't listen to them. The 20 year olds say they've got horrid fashion sense. ;))
 
carsonshepherd said:
Got that already. So it only gets worse from here?:(

I say, only if you let it. Mind over matter after all. Right? So buck up there little pardna. For some reason I must talk with a Texan accent to dispense words of comfort and hope.
 
rikaaim said:
I say, only if you let it. Mind over matter after all. Right? So buck up there little pardna. For some reason I must talk with a Texan accent to dispense words of comfort and hope.

That's mighty neighborly of you son.

(Uh, yeah.)

Anyway, my brain rot could be due to the alcohol.
 
carsonshepherd said:
That's mighty neighborly of you son.

(Uh, yeah.)

Anyway, my brain rot could be due to the alcohol.

Ishz not du to da drimk man! Dat shtuffs da bestest ding you culd eva do ta uself. *falls hard to floor* Da best...
 
carsonshepherd said:
Pay no attention to me.

*thoroughly embarrassed now*

Old age is rotting my once-razor-sharp brain like a bad case of Dutch elm disease. If I'm this bad at 30 how will I be at 50?

Don't worry, it gets better around 40, then I hear, it drops off again!!!

:D
 
rikaaim said:
Ishz not du to da drimk man! Dat shtuffs da bestest ding you culd eva do ta uself. *falls hard to floor* Da best...
* Walks over, looks down at rikaaim passed out on the floor. *


Burley: (Brightly) That's what I like about rikaaim. He always knows when he's had enough.



:rolleyes:
 
Virtual_Burlesque said:
* Walks over, looks down at rikaaim passed out on the floor. *


Burley: (Brightly) That's what I like about rikaaim. He always knows when he's had enough.



:rolleyes:

*drools*
 
Hey, Carson, do you know who's buried in Grant's tomb? It's driving me crazy.

Perdita
 
perdita said:
Hey, Carson, do you know who's buried in Grant's tomb? It's driving me crazy.

Perdita

Now THAT'S the funniest thing I've heard all day.
 
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