tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025264318423694875.post5091348043201708326..comments2024-02-05T10:41:31.777-05:00Comments on I Saw Lightning Fall: "And Their Days Consumed in Futility"Loren Eatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12488412683340389286noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025264318423694875.post-33532464398781817602014-04-10T16:51:46.998-04:002014-04-10T16:51:46.998-04:00B.! You live!
Sam is just a guy who thinks he can...B.! You live!<br /><br />Sam is just a guy who thinks he can polish his way out of hell. Google the title and you'll see that I was trying to imagine a rather unique torment. Loren Eatonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12488412683340389286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025264318423694875.post-57863528786178783042014-04-10T09:22:06.831-04:002014-04-10T09:22:06.831-04:00Very nice. I admit I'm lost on Sam, but I'...Very nice. I admit I'm lost on Sam, but I'm fairly certain that this is uncle-father Cladius, late of Denmark. <a href="http://shakespeare.mit.edu/hamlet/hamlet.4.3.html" rel="nofollow">Worms</a>.<br />B. Nagelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07620736939701035617noreply@blogger.com