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I had a dream last night in which the Witch King of Angmar apparated into the 21st century - you see, hw wasn't actually killed by Merry and Eowyn back in the day. No no, Glorfindel's prophecy was not interpreted correctly. Not by the hand of man, but by the mind. Anyway, I was obviously gripped by fear as I told my parents to jump out of the bedroom window and run for safety while I tried to round up everyone in the world and say the only way to beat him was for all guys to be sensitive and all girls to be strong. I got in a car chase and also turned into Mario somewhere deep in the wilderness, though at least I knew all the pipe shortcuts.
In other news I moved to America and got married. Whew!
In other news I moved to America and got married. Whew!