Over the Hedge by T Lewis and Michael Fry for November 06, 2011
Transcript:
tree: Sweet bird of youth, I see they perfect form as in a faraway dream. RJ: Oh lord, it's the "last leaf" again. this furious color is but a cruel contrast to the beauty of thine rapidly fading glory. RJ: just fall already! ...glorious spring and summer are made null by this autumn of thine ultimate discontent... RJ: that's it! hammy: Where is he going, verne?? farewell! adeieu! bon voyage, cruel, fickle world...I look back not in anger, but only in sorrow as I... snap thunk verne: Did he fall? hammy: or was he pushed? RJ: nothing in this life became him like the leaving it. macbeth act 1 scene 4, 1-8
doc white about 13 years ago
What a bad actor.
starfighter441 about 13 years ago
I wondered when RJ was going to bet around to doing that?
starfighter441 about 13 years ago
Err…get not bet…bloody laptop.
AB9SS about 13 years ago
“Do not go silently into the night”“RAGE, RAGE against the dying of the light!”
URL about 13 years ago
If only thou wert a bird. O, tis nobler to suffer the outrageousslings of stature like Verne does than to bear odds bodkins and loose bare fardels. I swear, it is also in Shakespeare, in Up to the Point of the Fall . Look it up. I did.
From the riff wrapter ripping off a leaf from the masters.
smoore47 about 13 years ago
Out out damn spot.
pnorman1 about 13 years ago
Reminds me of a poster I used to have. Two buzzards sitting on a tree limb looking down on the desert valley below. One says to the the other, “Patience my ass. I’m going to go kill something.”
Ermine Notyours about 13 years ago
R.J. “snapped.”
APersonOfInterest about 13 years ago
Next … ? Humpty Dumpty !!!
Dtroutma about 13 years ago
Leaf blower in the afternoon, snow blower the next a.m.. Ah, for the sweet bird of youth to run a rake or shovel.
TheSpanishInquisition about 13 years ago
If we shadows have offended,think but this and all is mended,That you have but slumbered here,While these visions did appear,And our weak and idle theme,No more yielding than a dream*Midsummer Night’s Dream
We are such stuff as dreams are made on,and our little life,is rounded in a sleep*The Tempest
So call the field to rest, and let’s away,to part the glories of this happy day*Julius Caesar
Stephen Gilberg about 13 years ago
Surprises:1. Leaves apparently have reincarnation.2. R.J. knows an old classic well enough to quote it.
fritzoid Premium Member about 13 years ago
“You that look pale and tremble at this chance,That are but mutes or audience to this act,Had I but time—as this fell sergeant, Death,Is strict in his arrest—O, I could tell you—But let it be. R.J., I am dead,Thou livest. Report me and my cause arightTo the unsatisfied.O God, R.J., what a wounded name,Things standing thus unknown, shall I leave behind me.If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,Absent thee from felicity awhile,And in this harsh world draw thy breath in painTo tell my story.So tell them, with th’occurrents more or lessWhich have solicited—-the rest is silence.”
Beautiful, blessed, merciful silence.
bergamot about 13 years ago
Damn. I love the last leaf, it sure makes the strip more interesting than Glee references.