I got into work this morning to a note from Bardfilm that he’d started a new game on Twitter that he called, “Shakespearean First Drafts”. As has become our new policy, here’s a best-of post for posterity:
- “We are all made of dream stuff.”
- “Hey look, it’s Juliet up in the balcony. Hi, Juliet!”
- “Brutus is a cool dude. All these dudes, are cool dudes.”
- “For aught that ever I could read, / The course of true love never was a walk i’ th’ park.”
- “Alas, poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio. Crummy clown, bad material.”
- “Wanted: 1 horse. 10 bucks. Willing to negotiate. Call Rick ASAP.”
- “Anyone got a horse? Cause I really need one, like right now.”
- Claudius: How is’t the clouds still hang on you? Hamlet: You suck! You’re not my real dad!
- “Holy crap, it’s Yorick! Yorick died? When the frick did that happen?”
- “And you, also, are among these conspirators? Oh, Brutus. Really?”
- “My mistress’ eyes are almost like the sun. Something like? Nearly like? Partly?”
- “By the tickling of my nose, something evil this way blows.”
- “To be or not – I’m kinda leaning one way, but I’m a bit on the fence, you know?”
- “Two loves I have, of comfort and despair, / And darned if I know what to do with either one.”
- “The game’s a toe!”
- “Darn it, Goneril just said what I was gonna say.”
- “There’s something a bit off in the state of Denmark.”