..this...this is better than the SMASH-ty Dance. I bow to you sir.
/em dance
Wow, that was awe inspiring! I'm dancin' in my chair!
omg.. if I only had a brute 
LvL 50's Inv/Em Tank, Katana/Regen Scrapper, Merc/Traps MM, Ninja/Dark MM, Crab
@Torell Guardian, Liberty & Freedom
To SMASH, or not to SMASH--that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The bullets and bolts of outrageous DEF mechanics
Or to SMASH against a sea of troubles
And by SMASHing end them. To die, to rez--
No more--and by a debt to say we end
The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to rez--
To rez--perchance to SMASH: ay, there's the rub,
For in that rez with debt what dreams may come
When we have SMASHed off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the Slows and Holds of time,
Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely
The pangs of despised SMASH, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare soupbone? Who would loot sacks bear,
To grunt and sweat under a SMASHing life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country, from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does NOT make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is painted o'er with the rouge cast of SMASH,
And enterprise of great SMASH and infamy
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of SMASH. -- Soft you now,
The fair Ghost Widow! -- Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my SMASHings remembered.
What's he that wishes so?
My cousin Foo? No, my fair cousin:
If we are mark'd to SMASH , we are enow
To do our server loss; and if to live,
The fewer brutes, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one toon more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for infamy,
Nor care I who doth leech upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my costumes wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires:
But if it be a sin to covet SMASH ,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a brute from Freedom:
God's peace! I would not lose so great a badge
As one toon more, methinks, would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Foo, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this SMASH ,
Let him depart; his ferry shall be made
And influence for convoy put into his purse:
We would not SMASH in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to SMASH with us.
This day is called the feast of Scorpion:
He that out SMASH es this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Scorpion.
He that shall SMASH this day, and see level 50,
Will yearly on the vigil SMASH his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Black Scorpion:'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars.
And say 'These wounds I had on Scorpions day.'
Level 50s 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
Fugitive, Lazarus and The_Foo,
Quason and EvilGeko, _Havok_ and Krunch,
Be in their flowing SMASH freshly remember'd.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Scorpio Scorpion 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 brutalize his condition:
And gentlemen in WoW now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That SMASH ed with us upon Black Scorpions day.
All I can say...
is
wow
(/e bow low.... bow low and throw your hands up in the air and wave em round like you jes don't care..... SMASH
Hysterical.
Absolutely hysterical.
/e scrolls though his .mp3s
The range of emotions I went through when reading this
AWESOME work!!!
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I cant decide if its brilliant or just a cry for help...
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It's a cry for help. My main is a controller, after all