*shakes head slowly*
No. No. You wanna be Sean? You gotta /feel/ the Sean. What are the lines saying to YOU? *shakes script wildly*

You're a spineless, pale pathetic lot
And you haven't got a clue.
Somehow I'll make a man
Out of you.

Did she really write a song called "Swag"?
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*respect falls*

Why do you hate her?

It is called a lamington. They are amazing.
Sponge cake with chocolate icing and dessicated coconut, named for Lord Lamington, governor of Queensland in one year or another. Which I think is a hilarious bit of trivia.
Also, please, come to Australia!

Tranquil as a forest, but a fire within!

Where do you live now?

Either because of feels or because it's just wrong or because a headcannon is messing with your entire construct of reality.

ABSOLUTELY fantastic. And you know what? So was the clerk operating the register!

Heh.
"This is the Honey Badger. Watch it run in slow motion."

"Uh- I- We- this isn't a good idea-"
"SHHH. Just let it happen."

Uh- um- uh-
His name was Thonlyat.
She told him, Thonlyat, that she loved him.

Honey Badger don't give a shit!

I suppose he took 'Dry Clean Only' as a suggestion...

I think it goes all the way down.

*looks down* Uh-oh. You- you've got two shadows- *looks up*
RUN.