Shakespeare for postwhores!

[Deuce 1]

"...A poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."

-A portion of MacBeth's lament, upon hearing of the suicide of his Mrs.

"Beware the postwhorage of March, as we venture unto war"

-Deuce, upon the gastric distress self inflicted by a chicken quesadilla combo meal

[AggieDave 6]

hehehe...lucky for us it aint Smarch yet...lousey Smarch weather...

--"When I die, may I be surrounded by scattered chrome and burning gasoline."

[Sebazz1 2]

" Lizard oh Lizard were for art thou fair Lizard? My day doth waste away behind my desk... pray tell... tell me to leave for thine DZ... "

[jceman 1]

To paraphrase the bard:

"Out? Out! Damned spot!"

Faster horses, younger women, older whiskey, more money.

Why do they call it "Tourist Season" if we can't shoot them?

[lizzieb 0]

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" Lizard oh Lizard were for art thou fair Lizard? My day doth waste away behind my desk... pray tell... tell me to leave for thine DZ... "

did someone say Lizard??? I'll be your Lizard today Seb...

LEAVE NOW!!! Go to the DZ...go JUMP!!!!!!!! WOOHOO!!!

[AggieDave 6]

Shit! The lizard is BACK!!!!! RUUUUUN

--"When I die, may I be surrounded by scattered chrome and burning gasoline."

[Deuce 1]

"Cry Havoc! And unleash the Lizards of (skydiving!)"

Seb, if I pull your tail off, can you grow another one?

[Deuce 1]

Oh! Sorry Seb, the regular folks don't know about your tail, do they?

[Sebazz1 2]

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Oh! Sorry Seb, the regular folks don't know about your tail, do they?

Well that certainly aint my drogue...

[mouth 0]

Wherefore art thou, Lizzard?

--
Hot Mama
At least you know where you stand even if it is in a pile of shit.

[Deuce 1]

The lizard is sleeping soundly! 15 jumps in a weekend makes for a somnolent reptile. Hell, it might not even wake up this week at all!

"Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

[sunshine 2]

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Oh! Sorry Seb, the regular folks don't know about your tail, do they?

I know everything about Sebazz. I'm the bestest stalker ever.

___________________________________________
meow

I get a Mike hug! I get a Mike hug!

[mouth 0]

Waketh thou up, Lizzard, Lizzard.

--
Hot Mama
At least you know where you stand even if it is in a pile of shit.

[coconutmonkey 0]

The master would roll in his grave, but I just couldn't help myself. Time to leave the office and join my .com buddies in a glass of wine!


Spoken by Coconutmonkey.

Now my packers are all gone,
And the pack I have's mine own;
Which is most fouled: now, 'tis true,
I must be here grounded by you,
Or sent to the riggers. Let me not,
Since I have my Stiletto got
And pardon'd the jumpers here to dwell
On this bare Drop Zone by your spell;
But release me from my Earthly bonds
With the help of your good Otters charms.
Gentle breath of yours my chute
Must fill, or else my life is moot,
Which was to swoop. Now I want
Spirits to drink, lass to enchant;
And my ending is to sweat and pant,
Unless I be o’er come by booze,
Which pierces so that I must snooze,
Mercy itself and frees all ruse.
As you from crimes would pardon'd be,
Let your Skymonkeys set me free!

Hearts & Minds
2 to the Heart-
1 to the Mind-
Home of the Coconut Lounge, Spa, & Artillery Range

[kallend 2,027]

On speed stars:
I 'll charm the air to give a sound,
While you perform your antic round: Macbeth

On bouncing:
who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?
Macbeth

On the frustrations of jumping in England:
For the rain it raineth every day. Twelfth Night

On buying land for a drop zone:
Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground. The Tempest

After a long day at the DZ:
Fill all thy bones with aches. The Tempest

On camping at the DZ after a party:
O, I have passed a miserable night,
So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams. Richard III


On BASE jumping:
O Hamlet, what a falling-off was there! Hamlet

On his parachute:
this most excellent canopy! Hamlet

On AFF training:
Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus, but use all
gently. Hamlet

On F111 canopies:
it be made of penetrable stuff. Hamlet

On AFF evaluators:
For I am nothing, if not critical. Othello

On FAR part 105:
But, for my own part, it was Greek to me. Julius Caesar

On FXC AADs:
These things are beyond all use,
And I do fear them. Julius Caesar

On being axed from a big-way:
This was the most unkindest cut of all. Julius Caesar

On winter jumps:
The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold. Hamlet

On skygods:
Since pride must have a fall,-and break the neck (Richard II)

On freeflyers who want to exit first:
The ripest fruit first falls. Richard II

On jump plane pilots:
his virtues will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against the deep damnation of his taking-off; Macbeth

On naked jumps:
the air nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
unto our gentle senses. Macbeth

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The only sure way to survive a canopy collision is not to have one.

[FallingILweenie 0]

Don't touch willy. Good advice!