FlyingSerkis
Rivendell
Sep 30 2012, 4:10pm
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Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers!
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I see in your eyes the same hunger that would take the stomach of me. A day may come when the cooking of men fails, when we forsake our recipes and break all kitchen equipment, but it is not this day. An hour of woes and shattered spoons, when pots and pans come crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we eat! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you cook, Men of the West!
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