The Rohirrim on the front porch:
R1: Yeah, back in teh winter of 2758, we was holed up in that there place, Helm's Deep. Well you ain't never seen no winter like that 'un. I tell ye', the snow was so thick, you coudn' see more'n three feet!
R2: Aye, an' I tell ye', these here young un's these days, I tell ye' they woudn' know what tu do with themselve for more'n three hours without all their polo, an' ridin' school, and pa-RADES, an' competitions.
R3: We was men before our time back then. How times has changed. What's these young un's coming too. I tell you, me pappy, he wunda store fer no high class, country-club livin', not back in '58, I tell ya!
*all three stare off into the horizon, slowly rocking their rocking chairs*
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I've got bridge club on Wednesday,
Archery on Thursday,
Dancing on a Friday night!
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