I’m not Legolas.
Lately I’ve been getting email at my personal address praising my work as Legolas, my fantastic fighting skills and general babe-itude, and advising me frankly that I’ve gotten kinda ugly since I cut my hair and let it go dark. Somebody somewhere has told people that I’m Orlando Bloom. I’m really, really not. Look, really: I’m the one holding the bottle of beerPosted in Old Main News on October 12, 2002 by Tehanu