Despite the obvious splendour of Arwen and Aragorn, and the excitement caused by their arrival among the other guests, the Dwarf with the Beard and the Elf who married the Dwarf with the beard were oblivious. They were in each other's arms on the dancefloor...the music wasn't slow, but they didn't care, they were dancing a slow dance anyway. They were also oblivious to the smirks and sneers that they were getting, and to the small hobbit dancing a solitary conga around them. They could've been part of a painting called "Matrimonial Bliss"...there could've been a song written about them called "Blissful in Oblivion"...there could've been a romance novel written about them called "Triumph in Adversity"...there could've been great sonnets and ballads written about them... but alack there was not, so, let us not muse on what could've been but on what there is: an elf and a dwarf, dancing slowly together and a small hobbit called Lyra doing the solitary conga around them...
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Why do they call the small candy bars the "fun sizes"? Wouldn't be more fun to eat a big one?
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