Ah, I see that you are also a fan of www.emotioneric.com! May the Force the with you!
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Gaaaa-aaa-aandalf, I need your help. I want to win Eowyn, but she hates me! Is there a potion or something that you could brew up?
You fool! I did not pass through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a witless worm. I make
fireworks, not potions!
Ooh, a magic firework. It sounds delightful! A dark night, cozied up out in a field somewhere...
Stop! Stop! Enough, my brain! I will make you this firework, but you have to pay me well. And invite me to your wedding.
But don't serve cake with coconut frosting. I
hate coconut.
Not even a little bit of coconut? Oh, fine. It's a deal. But you have to sit in the back, and no wizardy tricks!
And so Gandalf worked and worked on his firework. And after many trials and errors, the finished product was at last at hand.
Oh yes Mithrandir baby, you are a genius. Now for it!
That's it? It doesn't look very impressive.
Oh, don't worry. It will be
very effective.
BOOOOOM!!
What was that noise? Did the stables explode again?
Oh Eowyn darling, where shall we go on our honeymoon?
Honeymoon? That's a good one! Haha! I'm going to be laughing at that all day...
Ohhh, can we go to Valinor, shmookums?
Grima turned around very slowly...
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AIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!
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Haha. Hem. I shall bid you all a very fond goodnight.