Join Date: May 2013
Location: The salty spitoon
My sister went for a walk with the dog up to a mountain area with some forest & a lake & she came on a man sitting in the forest on his own playing a ukelele that was pretty strange & then another day she met a man wearing a huge black trenchcoat on a boiling hot summer day, she says she feels safe with the dog, but I don't know.
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death
Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow,
A poor player that strut's and fret's his hour upon the stage and is heard no more,
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. - Macbeth