Friday, June 6, 2008
As You Spike It
Blow, blow, thou greasy wind!
Thou are not as unkind as a douche’s scrotitude. True it is that we have seen better days. And by better, I mean less douchey.
For all the world is a stage, and all the ‘bags and hotts merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, and one douche smells like poo.
Lithe Rosalind, how dost thou not wear librarian glasses? How now?
For ever and a day, I would hump thy teddybear. For ever and a day…
— As You Spike It
William Scrotespeare
