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And now for a little irreverence....
"Aragorn?" "Yes, Elrond?" "Aragorn, you're 87 years old. Its really time you stopped fooling around with these wars and all. Its about time you grew up and became what you were born to be." "Well, I was planning on it, Elrond. I was just waiting for my wife to grow up." *absently* "Your wife. Oh that's good and she's all..." *pause* "YOU'RE WHAT?!?!?" "My wife. You know Arwen? Your daughter? I couldn't really take her away when she was just a girl of 100 or so." *pause while he watches Elrond gulp* "She didn't tell you, did she?" "Tell me what?" "That we're already handfasted?" *Elrond faints* "Guess not." Author's Note: This is not in any way intended to offend anyone who is a fan of Lord of the Rings or to poke fun at J.R.R. Tolkien. I happen to love both the movies and the book. This was just a little fun when I was bored one night. I hope everyone enjoys this.
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