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07-07-2003, 07:48 PM
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Drummer in the Deep
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Next Sunday A.D.
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M: At least, it used to be twenty inches. Right about now it would be closer to twelve...nine...eleven...four...uh, yeah.
S: Three, sir. *crash!* P: Merry? We're there! *they walk up to the gate* Gatekeeper: Eh? 'Oo goes thaya? Fro: None of your beeswax! Gatekeep: What's yer business? Fro: None of your beeswax! GK: Where ya goin'? Fro: Beehives, to get beeswax! GK: You youngun's sure rude! Fro: BUZZ OFF! Sam: That's tellin' him, Mr. Frodo! GK: Fine! Doggone whippersnappers... *the Hobbits enter warily* Pip: Where are we going? Fro: I believe Gandalf told us to go to the "Porcelain Cow", or some such inn. I wasn't listening. Merry: Eenie Meenie Minie Mo, anyone?
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