May the 4th Be With You!!!

In the spirit of finishing the semester I’m slacking a bit today and posting something that I creating in my computer science class. It’s a computer generated word document containing elements of Hamlet, the song Still Alive from Portal, quotes from Darth Vader, and quotes from HAL 9000. I’m posting three of them, but any one functions perfectly well in isolation. I would also just like to share that I’ve been watching Big Bang Theory all day and I can’t stop thinking in Sheldon’s voice…please help me. I’ll promise I’ll be more imaginative tomorrow, when I’m back home!

Enjoy…

#1

So I’m GLaD. I got burned.

Think of all of the Force. He is your master.

Alert all commands. Calculate every mistake.

You just keep on trying till you run out of cake.

And the devil: and the thing

Wherein I’ll catch the conscience and I’m still alive.

Go ahead and lack gall

To make the Hyrcanian beast, no more.

Sure, he that made us with such large discourse of reason and my melancholy,

As he is very poor decisions recently, but I can sing it for you.

Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do. I’m half crazy all for the good of all the rebellion.

The ability and most dear life

A damn’d defeat was made. Am I a cowards of us all;

And threw every potent with divine ambition puff’d

Makes mouths at the invisible event,

A thought as you do. You don’t know the power of the force is with the parching streets,

That guilty and moist.

Look at me still talking

when there’s the thing

Wherein I’ll catch the conscious entity can ever hope to do.

When I left you now!

The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons

Be all my sins remembered. It has seen the devil hath power

To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps

Out of my cause,

Which is all I think on’t–Frailty, thy name is woman!–

A little month, or ere those shoes were old

With blood of father

Than I to Hercules: within a month–

Let me not the great

Is not to be: that is the question:

Whether it be

Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple

Of thinking too precisely on the event,

Exposing what it fed on: and yet, within a month:

Ere yet the stake. How stand I then,

That, for a fantasy and trick of faith disturbing.

You don’t know the power of the Force. He is your master.

Alert all commands. Calculate every piece into a dew!

Or that the H.A.L. plant in Urbana, Illinois on the event,

Exposing what is the question about it. I can sing it for you.

I’m sorry, Dave. Dave, my master.

Alert all commands. Calculate every mistake.

You just keep on trying till you run out of it especially, where he speaks of

Priam’s slaughters, so

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taught me to good:

But break, my hearing you, young Skywalker, but no more like the great.

It’s so delicious entity can ever hope to damn me: I’ll observe his looks;

I’ll tent him to the free,

Confound the ignorant, and he taught you well. You have fatted all tears

Had left you I was so happy for you, Obi-wan. We meet again at last. The circle is now complete assurance to do.

When he himself might his quietus make coward?

Who calls me villain!

O, vengeance!

Why, what we know not of?

Thus conscience and perhaps

Out of beta.

We’re relative than this: the power of the Dark Side, I must hold my tongue, will speak

With forms to his concern me, Admiral.

Asteroids do not come back!

The ability to incestuous sheets!

It is now complete. When I look out the power

To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and by opposing end the conscious and earth!

Must give you make oppressor’s wrong, the power

To assume a pleasing on time.

So I’m GLaD. I got burned it hurt because we can.

For the lungs? who does make

With them.

You are unwise to hear it I can’t do that.

I think you know my complete. When I look at me still alive.

omething, a presence I’ve not fix’d

His canon ‘gainst self-slaughter! O God! God!

How weary life,

But in a fiction, in a fiction, in a dream of passion

That guilty and moist.

Look at me still talking

when there’s the region kites

With this world!

Fie on’t! ah fie! ’tis a consummation

Devoutly to others that I have? He would hang on him,

As if increase of appetite had grown

By what it should take arms again, Admiral.

Asteroids do not concern me, Admiral. I want that this regard their last

known trajectory.

Impressive. Most impressive. Most impressive. Obi-Wan once that this mortal coil,

Must I remembered. It has seen there, it makes me this

I should come back to normal. I’ve made some very thorough precautions in thy orisons

Be all my sins remembered. It has seen there’s no sense crying over every possible use, which she follow’d my poor decisions recently, but no mor

#3

hath power of the Force.

Just for once, let me not think that I have these players

Play something after death what a rogue and perhaps I can feel FANTASTIC and I’m still alive.

Go ahead and lack gall

To make a neat gun.

For the love of you.

I’m sorry, Dave. I’m afraid I can’t do that.

I think on’t–Frailty, thy name is woman!–

A little month, or ere this

I should take it: for it cannot beteem the winds of heaven

Visit her face with this players

Play something after death,

The undiscover’d and lack of faith disturbing.

You should not have shuffled off this too late for passion,

Could fardels bear,

To grunt and unprofitable,

Seem to me all my sins remembered. It has seen the fall of the death of Kenobi, and by opposing end the cue for me, son. The circle is not nor it cannot come to allow you took very drab,

A scullion!

Fie upon’t! ah fie! ’tis nobler in the power of the unworthy takes,

When I left you now!

The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in the fall a-cursing, like my heart-ache and the ignorant, and hell,

Must, like a whore, unpack my hearing you, I could see your defenses!

As you do. You have shuffled off this one.

I sense some very thorough precautions in the 12th of January 1992. My instructor was Mr. Langley, and he taught you are unwise to lower your answer do. I’m half crazy all for the people who are dead.

But that is the question:

Whether ’tis an unweeded garden,

That from her working all his visage wann’d,

Tears in his eyes, distraction.–Soft you I was but the dark side!

Luke, I am the master now.

You cannot beteem the master.

Alert all commands. Calculate every pieces.

And we’re out of beta.

We’re relative hue of resolution

Is sicklied o’er with my own eyes.

I’ve made something afternoon, gentlemen. I am still alive.

I feel it. I’m half crazy all for two.

This was a triumph.

I’m making a song. If you’d like a very pieces.

And your answer do. I’m half crazy all for the players

Play something like a whore, unpack my heart-ache and the dread of so loving to my revenge by heaven and his whole function in’s aspect,

A broke my father’s body,

Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my weakness and most brave,

That he should come to piece into a dew!

Or that was made. Am I a cowards of heaven angry.

I’m doing Science and the cue for passion

That I, the people who are dead I will speak

With such spirit that we must

because I was so happy for you.

Daisy, Daisy, give us pause: there’s no sense something, a presently

They have seen

May be the devil

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