Oh my sweet, beautiful Flula. You are so delightfully creepy in slow-motion. I hope I live a thousand years and never dream again of the nightmare that is your lips flapping slowly.
That being said, I hope I know you when we are old men and we can play checkers together in a park and speak of finer things. Also, I will use this footage of your slow-motion lips to punish my grandchildren when they are bad. But only after that thousand years are up.
Here’s more Flula for you-la: