Once more into the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our dead men. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modesty stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height. (W.S. - King Henry V)
doom awaits - have a nice day
The future is easy because it doesn't exist, but the past is painfull because it lives forever
funny stuff:
Hate Eternal - King of all Kings
Tenacious D - Tribute
Me and Mike from the Ocean doin' funny noises during some day-offs
