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*Frodo rolls down Caradhras. Boromir picks up the Ring. Poof! Poof!*
Angel; You're not just going to keep the ring, are you? Boromir; My shoulder angel. Devil; Don't listen to that guy, he's trying to lead you down the path of righteousness. I'm gonna lead you down the path that ROCKS!!! *pumps little fist in the air* Angel; Oh, come off it. Devil; You come off it. Angel; You. Devil; You infinity. Angel; Grrrr.. Devil; Listen up, Big Guy, I got three good reasons why you oughta just waaaaalk away. Reason number one. Look at that guy. Got his little sissy stringy thing. Angel; We've been through this, it's a harp. Devil; Right... That's a harp..., and that's a dress. Angel; Robe! Devil; Reason number two. Look what I can do. *does one handed hanstand pushups* hehehe! Boromir; Wait a minute. What does that have to do with- Angel; No, no, he's got a point. Boromir; Ok. You guys are kinda confusing me, so, uh, begone! Or however I get rid of you... Both; That'll work. Apologies to whoever mentioned this earlier. Emperor's New Groove, LOL!!
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This is my quest, to follow that star; no matter how hopeless, no matter how far. To fight for the right, without question or pause. To be willing to march into Hell for a Heavenly cause! -Man of La Mancha |
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