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matthewrsmithers replied to your post: “.”:

OMG SENPAI I ALWAYS WILL WANT TO TALK TO YOU

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HOLY SH

HOW SENPAI??

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matthewrsmithers answered your question:Song Meme

Um. UUUUMMMMM. Part of me wants to say something Chameleon Circuit and the other part says Its Time by Imagine Dragons

As a professional British, I am more than willing to do Chameleon Circuit.

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Fillimiel didn't usually drink, but the wet night was cold and she figured a bit of alcohol might warm her insides, so she ordered a pint of mildly strong ale after paying for one night at the inn. The pub was crowded with all sorts of men and quite a few dwarves, but she seemed to be the only elf in sight, and one of the only females aside from the barmaids. When she was given her drink she thanked the man and scanned the room for an empty spot to consume her liquor. The only space she could find was near a company of a dozen or so dwarves. They filled a few tables, but there was a seat for the taking near a younger one in a blue hood. She sat without asking and took a swallow of the ale.

The night was good so far, he had his friends and family with him, lots of food and drink and everyone's mood was fine, which was something weird with dwarves, since their personalities were so different and usually while 5 of them are happy other 6 could be angry at something, specially Thorin who always had a grumpy face, so yeah Kili couldn't complain about anything at the moment, he gave his ale a good sip and just when he was about to burp, an elf sat next to him, Hmmm that's weird he thought, normally the elves avoided dwarves at all costs and there it was this she-elf sitting right next to them. "Can I help you with something elf?" he didn't wanted to sound rude or anything, actually he didn't hated elves as much as some dwarves did, but he was confused and had to ask.

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Having nothing better to do, Matt found himself paying a pound for admittance to a local Disney movie marathon. He didn’t exactly plan to stay for the whole thing - he was late anyway, and had missed Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. But it was a way to pass the time, and rest his feet. Plus, snacks were provided and he couldn’t resist a place with jammy dodgers on the buffet.

Lilah, being the Disney movie nerd that she was, could not resist a Disney Movie marathon. She was curled up in one of the big cushy chairs that were made for two people, but of course no one had wanted to come with her. It was a school night for one and nobody she knew loved Disney as much as she did. So, she sat alone through the showing of Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, Pinocchio popping up on the screen next. She was positive that they were going in order of when the movies were created. 

She leaned her head back on the chair, watching the opening credits.

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matthewrsmithers replied to your post “matthewrsmithers replied to your post “if someone skated through...”

depends on where you start and how fast you run, but i'd say maybe 12

thank you for the calculations, friend. i shall keep them in mind next time i go to walmart :)

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matthewrsmithers replied to your post “if someone skated through walmart on roller skates how many people do...”

the answer depends on how busy walmart is at the time, but on average, the answer is seven

thank

seven people may or may not die

hmm

how many people do you think a person could get on foot

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"Don't move foreigner. Who are you and what are you doing here ?" Haldir inquired.

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Bilbo was glad today was a slow day. He knew he should be wanting to get to the mountain and everything but he had to enjoy the times things were slowed down and the trip to the mountain (that held a dragon that he was expected to sneak past, mind you) was delayed a little longer. He was honestly hoping to keep the trip as delayed as possible. As much as he wanted to see the company regain their home, he couldn't help but still dread the day he entered that mountain for the first time.

Today, fortunately, was going to be a day set aside for resting. They were near a deep stream that could easily be used for baths and had a nice clearing to themselves.

Bilbo pulled himself away from the group with pipe in hand to find a tree to slump by and smoke.

He had a few peaceful moments to himself, but of course (as always) that didn’t last as the sound of footsteps approaching him caused him to open his eyes. He pulled his pipe from his lips and raised an eyebrow, “Can I help you?”