First, let me make this clear: My parents have grown six little LotR geeks by reading The Hobbit, the Lord of the Rings, and the Silmarillion to all of us from the moment we were born to the moment we could rad for ourselves. <P>Yet my sister showed her true stupidity today when I took her to see the Two Towers. <P>The conversation as follows took place when Haldir died:<P>My sister: They killed Legolas!<BR>Me: That was Haldir, idiot!<BR>Sister: The King of Rohan?<BR>Me: No, Haldir's from Lothlorien- remember?<BR>Sister: Oh! He's married to Galadriel, right?<BR>Me: No.<BR>Sister: Then he is the King of Rohan!<P>At this point I gave up. You probably would have too if you had just finished your popcorn and the little kid behind you was chanting: "Kill the bad cats!" My sister's stupidity was the straw that broke the camel's back.
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"And if you listen very hard/ The tune will come to you at last/ When all are one and one is all/ To be a rock and not to roll." --Led Zeppelin "Stairway to Heaven"
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