*after Boromir was killed and Aragorn was with him*
Aragorn: Be at peace, son of Gondor. *kisses Boromir*
Boromir: *eyes pop open* Heeeey, wait a minute, Aragorn! I don't swing that way. . .
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Consider the purr a variety of audible tranquilizer. [. . .] For a few of us, there is one more purr, a secret purr. When we combine our secret purrs, we produce the Purr of Power. And that is simply the amplified amity we feel as furred and purred beings.
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