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"Come, you spirits

That tend on mortal thoughts! unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe, top-full
Of direst cruelty; make thick my blood,
Stop up the access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature's mischief!"
Who says this and in where would you hear it?

 

 

I recognise this one at least

 

 

"Come, you spirits

That tend on mortal thoughts! unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe, top-full
Of direst cruelty; make thick my blood,
Stop up the access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature's mischief!"
Who says this and in where would you hear it?

 

 

I recognise this one at least

 

As thy should!

Oh my, am on a WoW Twink Forum and there is always this one that tries put me down, and they are from New Zealand also - it is irritating beyond belief.

Oh my, am on a WoW Twink Forum and there is always this one that tries put me down, and they are from New Zealand also - it is irritating beyond belief.

 

Twink?

 

Oh my, am on a WoW Twink Forum and there is always this one that tries put me down, and they are from New Zealand also - it is irritating beyond belief.

 

Twink?

 

Aha, World of Warcraft. Twinks are those that stay at a particular level and try gain the best gear at that specific level and then beat up on others that level :P

 

 

 

 

 

"Come, you spirits

That tend on mortal thoughts! unsex me here,

And fill me from the crown to the toe, top-full

Of direst cruelty; make thick my blood,

Stop up the access and passage to remorse,

That no compunctious visitings of nature

Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between

The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts,

And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,

Wherever in your sightless substances

You wait on nature's mischief!"

Who says this and in where would you hear it?

 

I recognise this one at least

As thy should!

Tis Lady Macbeth, no?

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