I regret that I have but one braincell to parse this chat

Faux Real: what i do is misquote ovid!
Faux Real: what stresstwig does is way the thing you were trying to think of a way to say, but with more efficient language
Faux Real: is *say* the thing
Niteowl: what's an ovid?
Niteowl: then he rhymes it
ralph: it;s a guy who writes about how glorious it is to die for your country or some shit
Faux Real: ovid is just a fancy term for egg, niteowl
ralph: then nathan hale uses it as code when he dies
ralph: to let his bosses know he succeeded
ralph: before they hang him at a british artillery park at 61st st and Third ave
ralph: (now a drugstore)
Faux Real: not to be confused with his wife, hale, mary
ralph: and their fat kid, inhearty
Niteowl: i'm going to burn out wikipedia just trying to parse the beginning of the introduction to the light synposis to the layman's verson to birds eye overview of what you just said, ralph