Post here your best moments hanging with Muten.
Let me open up with a short poem in his memory
:I'm too short, baby, and you're too tall,
But when we're foppin, it doesn't mean a thing at all.
Fopp all day and fopp all night,
Foppin everything in sight.
When we're foppin, we ain't stoppin, mortars breakin, needles droppin.
Foppin left and foppin right - foppin makes our life alright!
Elven ladies, gather in,
In my suit of lizard skin!
When I do it, beat you to it; foppin never was a sin.
Write your name and send your dove,
Have a taste of cubic love.
Feeling better? Doesn't matter. One below and one above.
Demons, spiders, orcish horde:
Have a taste of magic sword.
You'll be biting, I'll be fighting, rest in peace, and mark my word.
