So I had a dream the other night that Aragorn, Eowyn, and a few other assorted members of the books were out to stop World War 2. And they went into France to crush the Nazi stronghold. Aragorn and Eowyn broke through a concrete wall to get into the building (with their will power!) and attacked everyone. Then a friendly blue alien, roughly the size of Paul Bunyan, came along to help.
So the moral of all this is no reading LOTR and no eating before bed.
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"Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain
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