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Narrator: Hi, this is the narrator. My name is ThunderJMaster. I was hired by my sister, President of Canada, to so this job. I get paid well. So, anyways, from now I would be narrating. You can ask questions in you reviews, and I will be answering them at the end of the next chapter.
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Narrator: Others are sleeping. Frodo sees Galadriel walking somewhere, and follows her.
Galadriel: Stop following me! Celeborn wouldn't be happy to see this!
Frodo: But, Gaga~
Narrator: She fills the garbage can with water.
Galadriel: Will you look into the mirror?
Frodo: There's no mirror! It is just water you use to wash your legs! I mean, what will I see?
Galadriel: The future for our secret affair, I mean, even the dirtiest wisest cannot tell. For the ^mirror^ shows many things.
Narrator: She pours the stinky water in to a silver garbage can.
Frodo: That looks like a sink!
Galadriel: Well, it IS my sink. I wash my face and brush my teeth in it. But Celeborn says it's a special "can". So, moving on to our point.
Galadriel: Trashes that were.
Galadriel: Trashes that are.
Galadriel: And some trashes, that have not yet come to pass.
Narrator: Frodo looks into the ^mirror^. He sees Legolas, then Sam and Pippin. They all look sad. He sees the Shire, filled with "Yorcs" and fire. Sam is seen with his ankles chained on a line with many other hobbits. They are all whipped. Frodo sees the Eye of Sauron, and poked it, I mean, he feels the Ring slipping in towards the ^mirror^, but pulls it backwards, falling onto the ground.
Galadriel: Haha! You fell! Loser! I mean, I am so sorry to see that happen. I know what it was that you saw. For it is also in my bubblegum-sized mind.
Frodo: Really? Well, what did I see?
Galadriel: I, of course, for I am the prettiest, I mean, it is what will come to pass if you should fail. The fellowship is breaking. It has already begun. He will try to take the trash. You know of whom I speak. One by one it will destroy them all.
Frodo: If you will marry me, I will give you the One Trash.
Narrator: Frodo offers the Trash to Galadriel
Galadriel: You offer it to me freely.
Frodo: No! You have to marry me.
Galadriel: Well, I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this.
Galadriel: In the place of a dark dirty lord, you would have a QUEEN!
Frodo: Then I can be king! YAY!
Narrator: He sings.
Frodo: Oh I just can't wait to be king~
Narrator: President of Canada is now giving credit to A. Katz Omnipotent King, Ruler/King of the World.
Narrator: She changes, by the power of the Trash, and she seems very powerful. Then she spaz.
Galadriel: NOT GLOOMY, BUT SMELLY AND STINKY AS THE DUMP! DIRTY AS THE SCRUBBY! FILTHIER THAN THE ATOMS OF THE MIDDLE-EARTH! ALL SHALL LOVE ME AND GLOOM!
Frodo: Dude, you are so weird when you spaz.
Narrator: She becomes normal again
Galadriel: I pass the dirty test. I will diminish, and go into the west dump, and remain Galadriel.
Frodo: But baby, we just met. Besides, I cannot do this alone.
Galadriel: You are a trash bearer, Frodo, you offered it. To bear a Trash of power is to be alone.
Galadriel: This task was appointed to you, and if you do not find a way, no one will.
Frodo: Then I know what I must do; it's just, I'm afraid to do it.
Galadriel: Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.
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Narrator: Hi, this is the narrator. My name is ThunderJMaster. I was hired by my sister, President of Canada, to so this job. I get paid well. So, anyways, from now I would be narrating. You can ask questions in you reviews, and I will be answering them at the end of the next chapter.
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Narrator: Others are sleeping. Frodo sees Galadriel walking somewhere, and follows her.
Galadriel: Stop following me! Celeborn wouldn't be happy to see this!
Frodo: But, Gaga~
Narrator: She fills the garbage can with water.
Galadriel: Will you look into the mirror?
Frodo: There's no mirror! It is just water you use to wash your legs! I mean, what will I see?
Galadriel: The future for our secret affair, I mean, even the dirtiest wisest cannot tell. For the ^mirror^ shows many things.
Narrator: She pours the stinky water in to a silver garbage can.
Frodo: That looks like a sink!
Galadriel: Well, it IS my sink. I wash my face and brush my teeth in it. But Celeborn says it's a special "can". So, moving on to our point.
Galadriel: Trashes that were.
Galadriel: Trashes that are.
Galadriel: And some trashes, that have not yet come to pass.
Narrator: Frodo looks into the ^mirror^. He sees Legolas, then Sam and Pippin. They all look sad. He sees the Shire, filled with "Yorcs" and fire. Sam is seen with his ankles chained on a line with many other hobbits. They are all whipped. Frodo sees the Eye of Sauron, and poked it, I mean, he feels the Ring slipping in towards the ^mirror^, but pulls it backwards, falling onto the ground.
Galadriel: Haha! You fell! Loser! I mean, I am so sorry to see that happen. I know what it was that you saw. For it is also in my bubblegum-sized mind.
Frodo: Really? Well, what did I see?
Galadriel: I, of course, for I am the prettiest, I mean, it is what will come to pass if you should fail. The fellowship is breaking. It has already begun. He will try to take the trash. You know of whom I speak. One by one it will destroy them all.
Frodo: If you will marry me, I will give you the One Trash.
Narrator: Frodo offers the Trash to Galadriel
Galadriel: You offer it to me freely.
Frodo: No! You have to marry me.
Galadriel: Well, I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this.
Galadriel: In the place of a dark dirty lord, you would have a QUEEN!
Frodo: Then I can be king! YAY!
Narrator: He sings.
Frodo: Oh I just can't wait to be king~
Narrator: President of Canada is now giving credit to A. Katz Omnipotent King, Ruler/King of the World.
Narrator: She changes, by the power of the Trash, and she seems very powerful. Then she spaz.
Galadriel: NOT GLOOMY, BUT SMELLY AND STINKY AS THE DUMP! DIRTY AS THE SCRUBBY! FILTHIER THAN THE ATOMS OF THE MIDDLE-EARTH! ALL SHALL LOVE ME AND GLOOM!
Frodo: Dude, you are so weird when you spaz.
Narrator: She becomes normal again
Galadriel: I pass the dirty test. I will diminish, and go into the west dump, and remain Galadriel.
Frodo: But baby, we just met. Besides, I cannot do this alone.
Galadriel: You are a trash bearer, Frodo, you offered it. To bear a Trash of power is to be alone.
Galadriel: This task was appointed to you, and if you do not find a way, no one will.
Frodo: Then I know what I must do; it's just, I'm afraid to do it.
Galadriel: Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.