Horatio: So did Claudius actually kill your dad, or Hamlet:

Seems the "morning cock" crew, scaring away the ghostly visage of the King my Father. Damn cocks, always mucking things up.

"Give each man thy ear, but few thy voice"—Hark, Polonius! Thou shouldst take thy own advice, you garrulous and agéd douche bag.

I love Laertes talking about my "greatness weighed." Let me tell you, bud, YOU HAVE NO IDEA how much my greatness weighs.

And now the windbag speaks, dispensing his advice like a fishmonger at a hanging.

Damn I look good 😉

#bae 🥰🥰 wish we coulda had a baby

Horatio is here, and so is that hottie, Ophelia, but I must be alone this evening. Well, maybe I'll grab a Danish wench from the kitchen.

Without a genuine commitment to nourishment, one cannot truly embrace life. My priority today is maintaining a wholesome diet and a carefree state of mind.

The documentary captivates with its engaging and educational content, holding my undivided attention throughout.

Perched atop a hill, Montmartre offered breathtaking panoramas of the city sprawling below, leaving Lila utterly awestruck. Ah, spring! Blossoms unfurling, spirits soaring.

She consumes her cereal while observing the dawn progress, as the sun ascends further into the heavens.