My eyes burn and innards bubble.
Double, Double Toil and Trouble
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Tag Archives: Shakespeare
Crapulet
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
To Thy Fair Flower Add the Rank Smell of Weeds
But why thy odour matcheth not thy show,
The solve is this, that thou dost common grow.
Ugly-Pants Alert! Fair Flowers That Are Not Gather’d in Their Prime
Rot and consume themselves in little time.
Ugly-Pants Alert! The Not-So-Darling Buds of May
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more stinky and intemperate.
As it’s the beginning of May, I’ve decided to do Floral Patterns as our Theme of the Week.
Ugly-Pants Alert! A Ho by Any Other Name
Would smell as stank.
Thanks go to Phil for the photo, title, and caption.
All the World’s a Stage
But some scripts should be rewritten.
Ugly-Pants Alert! “Why Do You Show Me This?… Start, Eyes!”
What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?
—from Macbeth, Act IV, Scene I
At times like these, only the words of the Bard can adequately convey our horror. (Scroll down for side view.) This tragedy is our Specimen of the Week!
The Trappings and the Suits of Woe
Good Prince Hal
I saw young Harry, with his beaver on,
His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm’d
Rise from the ground like feather’d Mercury,
And vaulted with such ease into his seat,
As if an angel dropp’d down from the clouds,
To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus
And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
—from Henry IV, Part I, Act IV, Scene I
