*The administrator's ears were burning. He entered the thread and stalked to its end preparing to issue a venomous screech: "OFF TOPIC!"
*Then he reviews several posts. Upon reading the post of the long-named one, he blushes bright green to the roots of his hair. Three times he attempts to formulate a response, pithy, polite or otherwise, and fails utterly. Glancing over his shoulders for stalkers, he slinks from the thread muttering under his breath...
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Beleriand, Beleriand,
the borders of the Elven-land.
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