ideologyhunter
Veteran Member
WAB: I'm fucking done. Fuck...Fuck...Fuck.
Hamlet: Except my life, except my life, except my life.
I see a cadence here. I see initials that could/should/might/must stand for....Will, A Bard.
WAB, stand forward, you glorious bastard! It is you. You, you illustrious, enchanted master of candied poesy, titanic drama, titillating farce, throes of tragic oration. Let us remember in times hence that this thread indeed ended with Will, A Bard, revealing himself.
Now to convince the Oxfordians.
Fuck...Fuck...Fuck, anon.
Hamlet: Except my life, except my life, except my life.
I see a cadence here. I see initials that could/should/might/must stand for....Will, A Bard.
WAB, stand forward, you glorious bastard! It is you. You, you illustrious, enchanted master of candied poesy, titanic drama, titillating farce, throes of tragic oration. Let us remember in times hence that this thread indeed ended with Will, A Bard, revealing himself.
Now to convince the Oxfordians.
Fuck...Fuck...Fuck, anon.