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[gothmogbalrog]

*takes his daughter out of Sauron's Den of Sin and to the shops of Tirion*

*proceeds to get systematically dragged to each and every toy-shop in the vicinity*

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[spawnofgothmog]

*wastes no time in maxing out your credit cards*

[gothmogbalrog]

So... what else do you want? House of Feanor Action Figures? They're good fun to melt.

[spawnofgothmog]

*mouth full of candy*

Um kay.

[gothmogbalrog]

*pats your head*

Excellent. Anything else you need? I think you've got more than enough candy for now.

[spawnofgothmog]

Nunfn, don fink.

[gothmogbalrog]

Don't speak with your mouth full, dear. It's not only impolite but incomprehensible.

[spawnofgothmog]

*swallows*

You asked me a question.

[gothmogbalrog]

Right. Is there anything else you want, sweetheart?

[spawnofgothmog]

Not right now. Tomorrow there'll be lots, though.

[gothmogbalrog]

:S

Note to self - Acquire more cash.

Don't you have enough stuff to keep you occupied for a little longer than that?

[spawnofgothmog]

This stuff looks pretty flammable, so no.

[gothmogbalrog]

I see. You raise a good point.

Maybe we can start you on orcs. They won't mind being scorched a few times.

[spawnofgothmog]

Can't I burn 'em to ashes?

[gothmogbalrog]

No...

They're best off alive.

And we'd better get you learning to read soon too.