I tried to get him to guess Mr Hammar and this happened.

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I tried to get him to guess Mr Hammar and this happened.

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Holy shit, the dude they got to play Mr Hammar is also the dude who says βOur arrows will blot out the sun!β in 300, which is objectively a cooler line than the rebuttal, because you canβt fight in shade cast by arrows, you dumb bitch! You just get ARROWED!!! (Also, Persia is cooler than Sparta.)
Anyway, now I must draw my boy in that fun get-up.
In the meantime, because I just know y'all need something to tide you over, here's this.
Fun Fact: After trying and failing to get my mom to correctly identify my tiny!Hammar doodle (even tho' she's read the books and I told her it was a character from said books), I had to buy this song and play it for her before she finally got it. Yeah, I know: why didn't I own it already?
I made a Hammar fanmix but I feel like I'd have to write a small essay for each song in order to justify its inclusion.
It makes sense in my elaborate head canon, ok guize??
I got some writing to do.
Before I went all schmoopty with this pairing, this song was my themetune to Hammar/David. It also gave me the title, plus some inspiration for that fanfic I wrote that two people read, which I shall now plug again like so.
To be afraid is a luxury So cool your engines for me I don't want a sweetheart I want a machine I love you the most, I do When you're so close to me I can smell the gasoline To be soft is too easy, huh Don't get soft on me I don't want a sweetheart, sweetheart I want a machine I love you the most, I do When you're so close to me I can smell the gasoline To be afraid is a luxury So cool your engines for me I don't want a sweetheart I want a machine I love you the most, I do When you're so close to me I can smell the gasoline What you whispered should be screamed Screamed at the top of your lungs Any sense you had in the morning Is gone when the day is done I love you the most, I do When you're so close to me I can smell the gasoline

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Hey, so I think I found Mr. Hammar in an episode of the Mighty Boosh?
Excuse me, while I imagine Mr. Hammar serenading David with selections from Sweeney Todd. Preferably whilst Asking some poor bastard, wearing that rubber apron and gesticulating wildly with some awful deathy instrument.
Because when David's talking about how people need to remember their places, and Hammar's singing about crushing people's necks with his foot, how do I not segue into this?
Because in all of the whole human race Mrs. Lovett, there are two kinds of men and only two There's the one who stays put in his proper place And the one with his foot in the other one's face
And now Hammar with a Cockney accent is canon far as I'm concerned.