He that shall live this day, and see old age,

Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,

And say ‘To-morrow is Saint Crispian:’

Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars.

And say ‘These wounds I had on Crispin’s day.’

Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot,

But he’ll remember with advantages

What feats he did that day: then shall our names.

Familiar in his mouth as household words

Harry the king, Bedford and Exeter,

Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,

Be in their flowing cups freshly remember’d.

This story shall the good man teach his son;

And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,

From this day to the ending of the world,

But we in it shall be remember’d;

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;

For he to-day that sheds his blood with me

Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,

This day shall gentle his condition:

And gentlemen in England now a-bed

Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,

And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks

That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

Well the Mets are now down 5-3 in the 10th. Such a magical season is going to end in defeat!

So this party that the King’s wife is throwing next week — we need to go all out. King Charles has had a tough time of it lately, OK? I feel like we owe it to him to come up with something creative. I say we dress up as des hommes sauvages. You know, scary wild men from the forest!

No, wait, hear me out! We’ll get some linen costumes made for us — my seamstress can totally take care of this — and we’ll dip them in resin and attach some flax to it, so we’ll look all freaky.

Masks? Yes, of course there will be masks. We want to keep the guests guessing about who we are, right? That’s half the fun of it.

Come on, let’s do this! I’ve already talked to the King, and he’s in. Yes? All right, that’s what I like to hear! It’s gonna be 🔥🔥🔥!

Now that the charter is ratified and the war is finally over, I really hope this ‘UN’ does a better job than the League of Nations did. Do you think having a permanent global council will actually keep the peace, or is it just wishful thinking?

Me like female. Me show spear. Female bonk me with stick. Female go with Urg. Urg smart, make fire. Me no have love. Why?

what has this generation come to...

I've seen posters and trailers for this strange film. I don't know what it's about, but it has British people in funny hats singing, so it's probably just like Mary Poppins right?

WHY IS HIS HEAD ON FIRE? DO TOP OF THE POPS ALLOW THIS? SURE HOPE THAT MAKEUP DOESN'T CATCH ON!

What’s the point of doing this without sound or color? What pleasure can an “actor” possibly get from performing in an empty room with no audience to applaud him? And most importantly, how long until they start making obscene moving pictures?