[OnlyTurkeysHaveLeftWings]

HAMLET
Lady, shall I lie in your lap?

OPHELIA
No, my lord.

HAMLET
I mean, my head upon your lap?

OPHELIA
Ay, my lord.

HAMLET
Do you think I meant country matters?

OPHELIA
I think nothing, my lord.

HAMLET
That’s a fair thought to lie between maids’ legs.

OPHELIA
What is, my lord?

HAMLET
Nothing.

[Mountain Bike Vomit Carnage]

Nothing to lose.

Having nothing, nothing can he lose. William Shakespeare

[Smokin' Joe]

Thereby hangs a tail!

Whereby hangs a tale?

Marry sir, by many a wind instrument that I know!