I miss my hobbit-foster-daughter.
Real Life has been unkind to both our muns,and I have no idea where she is now in this mad world.
Oh, my dark lord Sauron, have you no answer to my prayers?
Perhaps Smitty's
accident was more wonderful than I had first hoped. Now, we have something better to fight our enemies with than hurling stones with
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If only Marigold would stop sneezing...
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I miss Daisy so! Please keep her safe.
*gives Marigold a box of kleenex*
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Oh.
No, I don't. Sorry.
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My lord! Everyone down on your knees!
*clank*
Move the cutlasses first, please.
Oh, mighty one! Your servents of Black Numenor rejoice at thy words. Alas, they are a negative.
Maybe our service in future will bring us into your favor again.
In the meantime, we are going to have a big party with vodka, rum and fireworks.
Toodle-Pip.
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