by Aravis » Sun Apr 24, 2005 11:24 am
*catches the people who fainted*
Wow! I never would have thought it'd open up. But then again, I wasn't even here when it was open. BUT, when I first joined BOL, the first form I clicked on was Spam City, so that's my memory of spam city.
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,
The 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 the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin?