1391108583 -0700 committer Paul Hinze <
[email protected]> 1391108583 -0700 ! make soliloquy more awesome ! diff --git a/tobe.txt b/tobe.txt index 5fafeb4..db7b7ef 100644 --- a/tobe.txt +++ b/tobe.txt @@ -3,9 +3,9 @@ Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune Or to take arms against a sea of troubles And by opposing end them. To die, to sleep-- -No more--and by a sleep to say we end -The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks -That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation +Y'know what? I'm done with this depressed crap +and it's time for me to get some sweet revenge. +I'm gonna strap on some guns and bring the pain. Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep-- To sleep--perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death what dreams may come