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Doktor Howl

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I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, shattered underpance lies,
With blown elastic, and exploded back,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Doktor Howl, Spag of Spags:
Look on my ass, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

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Re: Woooooo
« Reply #1 on: September 11, 2018, 07:19:52 am »
posting to remember this.
Nine naked Men just walking down the road will cause a heap of trouble for all concerned.

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Re: Woooooo
« Reply #2 on: September 11, 2018, 12:15:58 pm »
Which one, for the headphone impaired?

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Re: Woooooo
« Reply #3 on: September 11, 2018, 05:19:38 pm »
Which one, for the headphone impaired?

The "YES, I DO NEED TO YELL" one.
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, shattered underpance lies,
With blown elastic, and exploded back,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Doktor Howl, Spag of Spags:
Look on my ass, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.