Pulpeth Fiction
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GRAVEYARD SCENE. Enter HAMLET and Horatio.
HAMLET:
This skull is motherfuckin' Yorrick's. I knew this motherfucker.
First guy to crack a joke, and a good one. And now? Look at this shit. He's a fucking skull.
It makes me want to throw up.
Right here man he had lips and cheeks and shit.
Where are you're motherfucking jokes now, man? Your righteous rhymes? The ones that had all the brothers in stitches. See, he's a skull now man. He can't tell any jokes. He's just a motherfucking skull. Damn shame.
Tell me Horatio, one thing...HORATIO:
Anything man. What is it?HAMLET:
Do you think that Greek guy, the old one, Alexander. You think he's just a motherfuckin' skull in the earth now?HORATIO:
Damn straight he is.HAMLET:
You think he smells like shit? [puts down skull]HORATIO:
Damn fucking straight.HAMLET:
We all turn to shit, eh? I can't even imagine trying to find all the rotted pieces of that Alexander dude now. Bits of him must be fucking everywhere. You couldn't even put enough of him tgether to hole up your ass after a meal at Taco Bell.HORATIO:
You trippin' man. You are trippin'.