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Rereading The Hobbit, for obvious reasons, and ran across a sentence that made my inner twelve-year-old snigger, thanks to the changing meaning of words over the years. From the chapter where the wood-elves capture and imprison Thorin:
Then the elves put thongs on him, and shut him in one of the inmost caves with strong wooden doors, and left him.And thus were a thousand fanfics born.
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"No! Not those! My arches! AAAAAUGH!"
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:doesn't go off for eight hours:
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