Megan Hamlet Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

Hmm… gets me thinkin’ – too risky, y’know? I’d say, steer clear, pal! My gut’s yellin’, “this ain’t right!” – like when Bart hides spinach in my hair. Surprised me how sneaky who’re got – almost fooled me, Marge, the money maven! Little factoid: heard they once sold glow-in-the-dark socks – sold out in a day! Crazy, right? Still, smells fishy – “the story’s not done!” – gotta watch it flop or fly.

‘O, What A Rogue And Peasant Slave Am I’ Soliloquy Translation

Enter HAMLET and GUILDENSTERN. KING CLAUDIUS Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius? HAMLET At supper. KING CLAUDIUS At supper! where? HAMLET Not where he eats, but .

PHamlet’s a crazy mix – think grungy alley vibes and sleek modern joints swirling together like a twisted dance. Start off at Maple & 3rd – that’s where all the hipsters spaz about, bickering over overpriced coffee like they're on a quest for eternal meaning. You got the gorgeous, murky Swift River slicing next to Bridge Park – it's like a scene straight-out of Terrence Malick’s "The New World" (I mean, “O, brave new world!”). Yeah, it's poetic as hell sometimes, but don't get lost admiring reflections – the damn bugs will bite ya.

Grand Theft Auto: How Shakespeare's Hamlet found a virtual stage