Fuckin' shit, man.

[olwe]

So it goes like this:

A fuckin' young couple came t' me with a problem. Like, they want t' have lots and lots of pretty young kids but not go through the fuckin' hassle of twelve months of pregnancy and fuckin' misery with the water breakin' and stretch marks and all that shit. So bein' the good samaritan I am (seein' that one of them is my grand-

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[feanaro]

*knocks on lab door*

[feanaro]

What does it look like I'm doing? Go on, get in the tub! For fuck's sake, the Teleri are so dense.

[olwe]

Whatever.

*gets in the tub*

Oooooh, fuckin' bubbles...

[feanaro]

Now that's a good Elf-king. Go on and clean yourself up and remember to wash your hair. I'll be in the kitchen making dinner. Ta ta.

[olwe]

Shit, this is fuckin' weird. But I s'ppose I could get used to this.

*begins scrubbing back of ears*