[Joscelin is already chowing down on his potato, but helping out the other young shinki allows him to show off even more so he jumps at the opportunity.]
“To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; 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 struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.”
[Cue the shit-eating grin.]
William Shakespeare, Macbeth. Act V, Scene 5. Now, friend, please give the boy his potato.
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“To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
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 struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.”
[Cue the shit-eating grin.]
William Shakespeare, Macbeth. Act V, Scene 5. Now, friend, please give the boy his potato.