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Four hobbits are to do one thing... Two flex and look commited. Two whine, while clinging to a ring They have been tasked to yeet! How many hobbits must it take To dispossess a nay-lord? Up to what Gendalf can't forsake Due to increasing payload. I have become a tyrant beyond limits! Man prostrates, elvish people begs. Alas, I have a mortal weakness. Short people with absurdly hairy legs. There's nothing in this world beyond my power, There's nothing in my sight beyond my grip. But **** this helmet that resembles static tower. I cannot register the men below 5 feet. If only I could tilt my head a little, I could have spotted little rascals go! I could have stayed forever ancient evil Whilst having healthy posture over all!
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Nov 23, 2024
Nov 23, 2024 at 12:59 PM UTC
How many hobbits does it take to change a lightbulb?
Four hobbits are to do one thing... Two flex and look commited. Two whine, while clinging to a ring They have been tasked to yeet! How many hobbits must it take To dispossess a nay-lord? Up to what Gendalf can't forsake Due to increasing payload. I have become a tyrant beyond limits! Man prostrates, elvish people begs. Alas, I have a mortal weakness. Short people with absurdly hairy legs. There's nothing in this world beyond my power, There's nothing in my sight beyond my grip. But **** this helmet that resembles static tower. I cannot register the men below 5 feet. If only I could tilt my head a little, I could have spotted little rascals go! I could have stayed forever ancient evil Whilst having healthy posture over all!
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