Mine was not LOTR at all. I was walking from one stor to the next at our local "market" and there was this old Indian woman with her grandson(he looked like a girl,but that doesnot matter). This kid lloks up at me and says, " Look grandma a witch." I couldn't blame him i was wearing all black, velvet and lace, with striped black and white socks and high heals..... Maybe if I wear more elvish stuff I can be mistaken for Eaowen. Sigh, alas nothing good ever happens to me.
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Bloody Stumps!!!
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