Now like I said in the Sand General Discussion, I'm going to make myself break my one rule. Actually I'm going to play a game, and so are you. That's the point you know? Look at you go. Reading this. I like you. I like you alot. That's why, precious, we're going to play this game. You see... people like listening to voices, and boy do I have a voice for you.
Kekeke. I'm about. I'm moving about. I'm in stealth. I'm a better ninja than you'll ever be. Wait. Ninja? am I a ninja? Or am I something better? Something more. So. I'm passing by on this street. Oh. A lovely little shop. What's new? I can't really say. It's an antique shop. Oh. Idea.
Within said antique shop an item was placed outside for view. A simple lamp. The owner would pass by the lamp. Noticing this new item, the owner would turn on the lamp. Upon turning on the lamp a loud obnoxious voice was heard. "MY GOSH WHAT A WORLD. WHERE AM I? OH. HERE I AM. YES THAT SHOP KEEPER. OH BOY HE IS THINKING ABOUT CLOSING SHOP EARLY. I WOULD TOO BECAUSE HE HAS HAD LIKE NO VISITORS." The voice would cry out. Upon hearing this the Shopkeeper would look up from his desk. "HEY KIDS, HE'S LOOKING UP FROM HIS DESK. HE IS LOOKING AROUND NOW, AND NOW HE IS WONDERING WHO IS TALKING TO HIM. OH MY GOSH. LIKE SERIOUSLY THAT VACANT LOOK ON HIS FACE IT'S TERRIBLE. HE HAS NO CLUE WHAT IS GOING ON. OH LOOK HE RAISED AN EYEBROW.... AND ... OH BOY. WHAT A STINK HE JUST MADE. URGH. WHAT A STINK. HELP ME MOTHER SUNA, HELP ME NOW. INFACT, SOMEONE ELSE OUT THERE. YOU SHOULD HELP ME. HELP ME RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW."
(So yes, my precious, I've got left something in here, but while I know you can see what it is in question, I'd very much like for you to play-a-long, you know like Lamb-chops play-a-long.)
Kekeke. I'm about. I'm moving about. I'm in stealth. I'm a better ninja than you'll ever be. Wait. Ninja? am I a ninja? Or am I something better? Something more. So. I'm passing by on this street. Oh. A lovely little shop. What's new? I can't really say. It's an antique shop. Oh. Idea.
*tingle tingle*
Within said antique shop an item was placed outside for view. A simple lamp. The owner would pass by the lamp. Noticing this new item, the owner would turn on the lamp. Upon turning on the lamp a loud obnoxious voice was heard. "MY GOSH WHAT A WORLD. WHERE AM I? OH. HERE I AM. YES THAT SHOP KEEPER. OH BOY HE IS THINKING ABOUT CLOSING SHOP EARLY. I WOULD TOO BECAUSE HE HAS HAD LIKE NO VISITORS." The voice would cry out. Upon hearing this the Shopkeeper would look up from his desk. "HEY KIDS, HE'S LOOKING UP FROM HIS DESK. HE IS LOOKING AROUND NOW, AND NOW HE IS WONDERING WHO IS TALKING TO HIM. OH MY GOSH. LIKE SERIOUSLY THAT VACANT LOOK ON HIS FACE IT'S TERRIBLE. HE HAS NO CLUE WHAT IS GOING ON. OH LOOK HE RAISED AN EYEBROW.... AND ... OH BOY. WHAT A STINK HE JUST MADE. URGH. WHAT A STINK. HELP ME MOTHER SUNA, HELP ME NOW. INFACT, SOMEONE ELSE OUT THERE. YOU SHOULD HELP ME. HELP ME RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW."
(So yes, my precious, I've got left something in here, but while I know you can see what it is in question, I'd very much like for you to play-a-long, you know like Lamb-chops play-a-long.)