SPAM POST.

[dizmo]

DFers and puppets, have at.

Anyone else, jump in if you want. The more the marrier.


... Marrier?

Merrier.

I fail at spelling.

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[dizmo]

*blinks*

I meant it more colloquially, but.. thanks.

My dad likes the stuff, at least.

Hehe. Spam, spam, spam, spam...

[thank-eru.livejournal.com]

Actually, she is singing something like, 'We are the Knights of the Round Table; we dance when we are able.' Spam is mentioned though, along with ham and jam.

She's quite odd, but endearing.

[dizmo]

We dine well here in Camelot!
We eat ham and jam and spam a lot!

[thank-eru.livejournal.com]

Exactly. Now she's attempting to scat.

And failing marvelously.

[dizmo]

What I'd give to see that.

[thank-eru.livejournal.com]

It mainly results in squeaking sounds and singing in an octave she was not made for. It's quite amusing.

*typist flails around around in the background*

*hums to Monty Python*

[dizmo]

You're pretty fun. I dunno why all the elves insist on wibbling so much around you. ;)

[thank-eru.livejournal.com]

I don't know either. *sighs* It's quite depressing, especially when you just want to have a conversation. They only seem to really talk to me a lot when they are breaking. I'm talking about you Fëanor!

Well, Maitimo manages coherent sentences, and even a bit of snark, but he might be mad at me now because I sort of broke his boyfriend/cousin.

[dizmo]

Well, yes, I can see where that might be a problem.

[thank-eru.livejournal.com]

Well, it really the appearance of his father that put him over the edge and made him go all unconscious, so I really cannot be blamed.

[dizmo]

Not your fault at all!