speaking of hamlet...

If ever I were to meet a melancholy Dane, and if ever that melancholy Dane were willing to ditch his skull friends and smile a little bit, and if ever that now smiling, happy Dane (without the scary skull friends) were to fall in love with me...

...our engagement pictures would be like this.

Until then, I think I'll stick with my gnomies (they don't cuddle with skulls at night (thank goodness!)).

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