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| Behold! I am Blandalf the Blue! Tell your master this: the armies of Mordor must disband. He is to depart these lands, never to return. | |
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| Um, Blandalf. Blandalf the blue. | |
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| Okay, "Blandalf". Why don't you slip back into your maintenance cloak, take that plunger and enchant the clog from the Throne of Gondor in the middle stall of the Men's Room. | |
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| A cave troll totally beefed in there, so we really WANT to flush again, if you get my drift. Put a wiggle in it, Leon. | |
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