How do you know when the oatmeal is done?
It rolls over and lights a cigarette.
Angel ,'Chosen'
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How do you know when the oatmeal is done?
It rolls over and lights a cigarette.
What the hell is that number supposed to be, anyway?
Figure it out, get a cookie.
Is she gonna be all whiny and sloe-eyed at hot, scruffy rangers she'll never ever have? Cause I've seen that.
"Kick a little ass, kill a buncha orcs--get down tonight, get down tonight!"
Better than someone whispering her breathy immortal love all over her sappy self.
Better than someone whispering her breathy immortal love all over her sappy self.
You leave Legolas ALONE.
You leave Legolas ALONE.
I said "her"!
Figure it out, get a cookie.
What if I'd rather just know than have a cookie?
I KNOW.
What if I'd rather just know than have a cookie?
Then you will remain ignorant and hungry.
I KNOW.
Do you know something about Legolas that I don't?
Do you know something about Legolas that I don't?
I was being a smartass, goofy.
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