Once Were Worried
I met Temuera Morrison once and he was a lovely bloke, not at all scary like Jake and I told him so. His face changed, he leaned in until he was about two inches from me and he said to me in a very quiet, very scary voice: "What do you mean, boy?"
I nearly shat myself, started muttering apologies and wondered who would feed my dog when I died in the next few seconds.
Then he leaned back, gave me a great big smile and said : "See that? That's called acting!" and cracked up laughing.
If I could switch on the scary bit like that I'd be very happy.
( difficultchild, Wed 23 Jul 2008, 5:13, Reply)