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“You see, Sam, I’m hideous,” he wailed mournfully.
“No, Mister Frodo! I think they’re…beautiful”
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Christ, call me slow, but this is the first time I’ve noticed the text that pops up if you highlight the image.
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She didn’t answer. Angry, and half in love with her, and tremendously sorry, I turned away.
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And the Lord spake, saying:
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Then, shalt thou count to three, no more, no less.
Three shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three.
Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three.
Five is right out.
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Slowly, Frodo removed the elven cloak, revealing a majestic pair of swan’s wings.
“You see, Sam, I’m hideous,” he wailed mournfully.
“No, Mister Frodo!” Sam gasped, recoiling in horror. He struggled to find the words to express his revulsion, but ultimately he merely vomited that morning’s bacon and potatoes in disgust.
Frodo withdrew, his pinions quivering with shame, and he turned and ran off into the mountains.
Sam rose, wiping his mouth and watched his former master go…
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