*has two hat's on* I'm very stylish!
YAY!!!!!!!!! *dancifies*
NOOOOOOOOOOO! *pulls you back on and straps you down*
*wanders out to do art*
*pops in* I've lost most staring contests I've ever entered. Contact lenses and staring contests don't get along very well. 😕
And yes, why is Sméagol so fun to talk like? *assumes documentary-narrator tone* This is a question that has baffled scientists ever since Andy Serkis and his pathetically sad little villain with the golden whimpering, hissing voice hit the screens of fantasy lovers upon the arrival of The Two Towers. Why is the little creep so much fun to talk like? Is it the rasping grate that runs along the back of the throat, which I have been told feels soothing to some? Or is it the enjoyment that comes from seeing the faces of your friends, acquaintances, and family as you suddenly transform into a disgusting little villain merely by assuming his voice? Or is it the challenge of trying to imitate the unique tones and inflections? Or does it stem from the desire we feel in ourselves, deep down in our black hearts, to be an unpredictable, schizophrenic creep that no one can trust? When we return, we will look further into the investigations, right after this... *insert commercial for Gollum-Juice as seen in the LOTR behind-the-scenes*
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I'm thinking about writing another poem...
YESYESYES! THEN PM IT TO ME!!!!!!
Okay, but first I need to decide what it should be about. 😛
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And now I'm writing a second one because I didn't like the first one. 🙄 I haven't written any poetry in a long time, so I'm starting to get pretty bad at it. 😛