As someone once said:
Soothsayer
Jimster!
JIMSTER
Ha! who calls?
CASCA
Bid every noise be still: peace yet again!
JIMSTER
Who is it in the press that calls on me?
I hear a tongue, shriller than all the music,
Cry 'Jimster!' Speak; Jimster is turn'd to hear.
Soothsayer
Beware the ides of March.
JIMSTER
What man is that?
BRUTUS
A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.
JIMSTER
Set him before me; let me see his face.
CASSIUS
Fellow, come from the throng; look upon Jimster.
JIMSTER
What say'st thou to me now? speak once again.
Soothsayer
Beware the ides of March.
JIMSTER
He is a hiker who is fond of peyote; let us leave him: pass.
The Bard's view of bachelor parties.
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