I was outside in the garden working, and my step-dad was carrying this big log while he was singing: Yo ho, and a bottle of rum!
And then he threw the log down a steep slope.
I ran down some stone steps while I was yelling: No! Not good! Not the rum!
My step-dad just looked at me like I was a loon, and my 7 year old brother said I looked like a Uruk-Hai when I ran down the stone steps.
I didn't know if I wanted to take it as a compliment or an insult...
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