The other day, I was so desperate for a beer, I snuck into the football stadium and ate the dirt under the bleachers.
Here, therefore, huge and mighty warrior though you be, here shall you die.
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd, For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.
Too many kings can ruin an army
You never know when an old calendar might come in handy! Sure, it's not 1985 right now, but who knows what tomorrow will bring?
Content to follow when we lead the way.