Wasn't Laertes planning to kill us?
Probably. But you know, we've made a valuable discovery for mankind here.
Hmm?
Get Laertes sozzled enough and he's nearly a human being.
And Hamlet?
He used to be one. I personally blame the Danish weather for converting him on us.
Damn that weather.
Why is Lartes eyeing us like that?
I'd rather not think about it.
More drink?
Please. I can still see straight.
Alright. More ale! Put it on Hamlet's bill, would you?
Can we truly kill a man we have gotten drunk with?
Let's give them a cardboard cut-out and run then, maybe.
That would be good.
I think there's a bug in my drink.
Well, take it out and get your ale back. Greedy insect.
Yes, it could have just *asked* for some.
How do you manage to pump the chest of a bug?
Delicate precision, my dear Guildenstern. Delicate precision.
Aww. He's still dead.
I stop short of giving it mouth to mouth. Last time I tried that, I ended up eating the thing.
Good source of protein, you know.
Not doing it.
EAT THE BUG!
I'm going over to Laertes now.
Bah.
You coming?
Would I say no?
Heh.
Current Mood: drunk/very drunk