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			Deagol held in his hand one of the hardest earned & most sought-after things in all of Middle-Earth: the inside filling of an Oreo, after having carefully scraped it off of the two halves of cookie, preserving it's beautiful shape in all its glory.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
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			Grima: I suspect it was all that Gandalf's doing, sire. How about a look at him? ![]() A glimpse inside Gandalf's wild imagination as he reaches yet another new level on Guitar Hero. 
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			Gandalf whistles innocently as the toaster burns the house down... 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			OR Gandalf hoped no one was watching as he pulled his GameBoy out of his beard. He had nearly beaten his High Score on Tetris and by thunder he wasn't going to let a Balrog stop him from getting there! 
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			Somnambulistic Gandalf has that 'butter churning' dream again.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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			Returning from the Istari mission, Olórin is left to explain to Manwë and Varda how it took two thousand years and the defections of four wizards to bring down Sauron. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			Gandalf: "He had this really clever alias of "the Necromancer," see, and Saruman was smoking a lot of weed, and we left the research stuff to him..." Manwë: "Wasn't it a weed-smoking halfling that managed to do him in?" 
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			For some unknown reason NASA chose to build a rocket, shaped just like Gandalf.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
		
		
		
		
		
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