03-19-2004, 03:33 PM
I wonder if Sir Sean Connery gets a Quickening sensation every time he smacks his bitch around.
<marquee>We are the music-makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams; World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams: Yet we are the movers and shakers Of the world for ever, it seems.</marquee>