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A Midsummer Night's Big Bang Theory

Proof that by adding the word "Bazinga," you can turn any Shakespeare character into a one-dimensional sit com character.

To be or not to be. Bazinga!

Oh, Romeo. Oh, Romeo, where fore art thou, Romeo? Bazinga!

This is the season of our discontent. Bazinga!

Et tu, Brute? Bazinga!

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears. Bazinga!

The lady doth protest too much, methinks. Bazinga!

If music be the food of love, play on. Bazinga!

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. Bazinga!

To sleep, perchance to dream. Bazinga!

We are such stuff as dreams are made on. Bazinga!

- Paul Lander

Paul Lander is not sure which he is proudest of - winning the Nobel Peace Prize or sending Sudanese peace activist, Fatima Ahmed Ibrahim, to accept it on his behalf, bringing to light the plight of central Africa's indigenous people. In his non-daydreaming hours, Paul has written for National Lampoon, American Bystander, Huff Post Comedy, The New Yorker, McSweeney's, Humor Times, written and/or produced for multiple TV shows and written standup material that's been performed on Maher, Letterman, Colbert, Kimmel and more. He's been named Humor Writer of the Month by the Erma Bombeck Writers' Workshop and received an award for his humor writing from the National Society of Newspaper Columnists. Now, onto Paul's time commanding Special Forces in Khandahar…

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