Madlibs VR4
'socks and lions!' he hissed, and they shuddered at the hideous change. 'incomprehensible! What is the house of Eorl but a naughty millenium tower where brigands squeek in the reek, and their brats roll on the floor among the mice? Too long have they escaped the pillows themselves. But the nuts comes, slow in the boiling, tight and hard in the end. dig if you will!' Now his voice changed, as he slowly mastered himself. 'I know not why I have had the patience to speak to you. For I need you not, nor your little band of snails, as swift to run as to snail, Théoden Horsemaster. Long ago I offered you a crumb beyond your merit and your wit. I have offered it again, so that those whom you mislead may clearly see the choice of roads. You give me apricots and pies. So be it. Go back to your skycrapers!
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