Juliet: Romeo, Romeo,
Critic: Romeo, Romeo, Romeo, that's all she talks about!
Juliet: Where for art thou, Romeo?
Critic: Art? Art?! Are, ARE dimwit!
Juliet: Deny thy father and refuse they name
Critic: Thy this, thy that, you had ONE kiss! Get OVER it!
Juliet: Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love and I'll no longer be a Capulet!
Critic: Could you BE more easy?
Juliet: Tis by thy name that is my enemy, thou art thyself thou, not a Montague.
Critic: I feel a tangent coming on...
Juliet: What's a Montague?
Critic: A whale! (chuckles) Ahem, sorry.
Juliet: It is nor hand nor foot nor arm nor face nor any other part belonging to a man.
Critic: And by other part you mean...
Juliet: Oh be some other name!
Critic: He's GAY. He was wearing gold and purple PANTYHOSE. You better hope he's gay.
Juliet: What's in a name? That which we call a rose, by any other word would smell as sweet.
Critic: Have you ever snorted a bee? How sweet do roses smell then, huh?
Juliet: So would Romeo, where he not Romeo called retain that dear perfection which he owns without that title
Critic: Were you dropped on your head as a child?
Juliet: Romeo doff thy name
Critic: Doff? DOFF?! Am I the only one listening to this?!
Juliet: And for thy name which is no part of thee take all myself.
Critic: ...
Juliet: ...take all myself.
Juliet: What, no harsh remark that sullys thine name and the love that mine dear Romeo and thine share? Romeo with his storm grey eyes, his sun-scorched hair-
Critic: His perfect fingernails and well shaped eyelashes, blah blah blah. You're a nincompoop, he's gay and the whole town is at WAR. NOBODY cares about you're stupid, bee-sniffing induced fantasy. It's never going to happen! While i've been here this whole time patronizing everything about your heart felt confession, Romeo's been standing over there listening to the whole damn thing and not ONCE come to your rescue!
Romeo: I...I take thee at thy word?
Juliet: What?
Critic: The moron, he can't even think of anything fresh to say.
Romeo: ...bright angel for thou art as glorious...
Critic: Augh...
So, how'd you like it? I realize that this an awkward place to put this seeing as how people probably wouldn't be here if they detested WS's work, so I just want to say that while his writing does have merit, I'm mocking one of the most overrated scenes in history in one of the most overrated plays in history. And also the storyline, but not his work because I do think WS is quite good. Either way, REVIEW!