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Topic: To H2O or not To H2O - That is the Question (5 msgs / 103 lines)
1) From: Ben Treichel
    To be, or not to be: that is the question:
    Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
    The slings and arrows of outrageous soaking,
    Or to take arms against a sea of roasters,
    And by opposing end them? To die: to roast;
    No more; and by a roast to say we end
    The heart-ache and the thousand natural roasts
    That flesh is heir to, 'tis a roasting
    Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to roast;
    To roast: perchance to soak: ay, there's the rub;
    For in that roast of death what results may come
    When we have shuffled off this normal roast,
    Must give us pause: there's the respect
    That makes calamity of so long roast;
    For who would bear the whips and scorns of this roast,
    The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
    The pangs of roasts despised, the law's delay,
    The insolence of roasters and the spurns
    That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
    When he himself might his quietus make
    With a bare greens? who would fardels bear,
    To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
    But that the dread of something after roasting,
    The undiscover'd country from whose roast
    No cupper 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 our roasts
    Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
    And enterprises of great pith and moment
    With this regard their roasts turn awry,
    And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!
    The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy roasts
    Be all my sins remember'd.
    Forgive Bill :'(
Tom Gramila wrote:
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2) From: miKe mcKoffee
BRAVO! BRAVO! (Billie's a Shakin' in his grave:-) MM:-)

3) From: Jim Schulman
On 22 Dec 2003 at 12:04, Ben Treichel wrote:
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LOL,
-- The Stalled Roaster's Tragedy by Bill and Ben --

4) From: Ben Treichel
Yeah I was pleased with that part and
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
   But that the dread of something after roasting,
   The undiscover'd country from whose roast
   No cupper 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 our roasts
   Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought
Jim Schulman wrote:
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5) From: Jim Schulman
On 23 Dec 2003 at 0:43, Ben Treichel wrote:
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That's good too. I wanted to add something from the "Life's a 
tale told by an idiot; full of sound and fury, signifying 
nothing" speech, but didn't know it by heart, and had no copy of 
the Macbeth at hand.
Jim


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