Legolas walked down the street happily bouncing along. His shiny, beautiful, conditioned, commercial perfect, enticing blonde, Barbie hair flowed behind him.

"Wait a sec! BARBIE???" He halted. "EXCUSE ME?"

Sorry.

"Thank you!"

Anyway, he pranced along and - -

"Hey! I don't 'nance'! Gay guys nance! I skip, REMEMBER?"

Not knowing the logic of the comment, the Narrator agreed hastily.

"I can hear that you know!"

Damn.oh well. Anyway, along came a dashing man named Will Turner.

"More dashing than me?"

Shut up.

"::Pout::"

"Hey!" Will Turner said. "You look like me!"

Legolas realized he was right.

"OMG! I DO!!! And you look like me! But.why?"

"I think you meant 'how?'."

Oh yeah.

"'Oh yeah'.OMG!"

Gimme a break!

So anyway, the cute Will and the bratty Legolas - -

"HEY!"

-- talked about their differences.

"I'll show you mine if you show me"-

Not THOSE differences!

"Ohhhhhh..I see."

"Who's talking now? Will or Legolas?"

"I don't know!"

"WHO AM I?!?!?!"

"WAHHHH!!!"

"Oh, you're Legolas. (sigh)"

"What dya mean "sigh"???"

The two were getting annoyed with eachother. There was only room enough in this town for one Orlando-look-alike.

(together) "Who's Orlando?"

Oh nevermind.

"Geez, lady!"

How do you know I'm a lady?

" Ahem, and I quote: His shiny, beautiful, conditioned, commercial perfect, enticing blonde, Barbie hair flowed behind him : Proof enough???"

Oh ta hell with this.

~~~silence~~~

"Uh.where did the Narrator go?"

"Oh great, THANKS Legolas!"

"Hey, I thought YOU said that!"

"I think we need help."

(together) "MOOOOMMMMMMYYYYYY!!!!!!!"