Gentle Sir Philip Sidney, thou knew'st what belong'd to a scholler; thou knew'st what pains, what toil, what travail conduct to perfection.
5.23.2007
Biting my trewand pen, beating myself for spite
Piers has decided, after banging his head against this project for the last week and apparently getting nowhere, that he has somehow become a knuckle-dragging, mouth-breathing, nose-picking, back-hair-growing, subliterate troglodyte.
1. i didn't want to know about the back hair. 2. If you're subliterate, then what does that make me? uber-subliterate? I can't remember the name of the last book I read. Oh wait, yes i can. It was Harry Potter... 3. TROGLODYTE? TROGLODYTE? How dare you compare yourself to the great Trogdor! http://www.homestarrunner.com/sbemail58.html
"I am grown at length to see into the vanity of the world more than ever I did, and now I condemn myself for nothing so much as playing the dolt in print . . . . There is nothing that if a man list he may not wrest or pervert. I cannot forbid any to think villainously, Sed caveat emptor, let the interpreter beware; for none ever heard me make allegories of an idle text."
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Points of interest:
1. i didn't want to know about the back hair.
2. If you're subliterate, then what does that make me? uber-subliterate? I can't remember the name of the last book I read. Oh wait, yes i can. It was Harry Potter...
3. TROGLODYTE? TROGLODYTE? How dare you compare yourself to the great Trogdor!
http://www.homestarrunner.com/sbemail58.html
"I said CONSUMMATE V'S! CONNSUMATE!""
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