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@BowsacNoodle and now I want to watch Lord of da Rangz
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@Waerloga I can't wait for a few years from now when someone has digitally blackfaced this entire movie and done AI / racist internet commentator voiceovers for all the characters.
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@Waerloga I think this is the most racist thing I've ever posted. It's not even that funny but the concept of someone doing it makes me laugh.
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Lin Manuel Miranda's Lord of the Rings, as dreamt by GPT4
Yo, check it,
### Chapter One: The Epic Bash
When the homie Bilbo Baggins from that Bag End crib
Said he'd throw a bash for his 111th, no fib,
The whole of Hobbiton was buzzin', couldn't wait to see,
'Cause Bilbo, he was loaded, and odd as odd could be.
Been the talk of the Shire, this cat, for sixty years,
Since he dipped out and came back, shrouded in mysteries.
The loot he brought back from his globe-trottin' days
Turned to legend in the hood, had everybody amazed.
Folks whispered that his hill house, Bag End, was a maze,
Packed with shiny bling, treasure piles that'd set your gaze.
And if that rep wasn't enough to make his fame soar,
Dude stayed young forever, vigor like an endless encore.
At ninety, Bilbo was still slick, just like at fifty,
At ninety-nine, they're like, "This dude's too nifty."
Some haters would mumble, thinking it's a scandal,
How he kept that youth and wealth one couldn't handle.
"They gonna pay the price," they'd grumble with a hiss,
"'Cause this eternal youth and riches? Something's amiss!"
But Bilbo? He just laughed off all that chatter,
Ready to party hard, 'cause for him, age don't matter!
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omg I love this, chapter 2 as recalled by Trump
Chapter 2
THE SHADOW OF YESTERYEAR
The chit-chat about Mr. Bilbo Baggins' second vanishing act didn't quiet down in nine days, heck, not even in ninety-nine. The whole Shire, from Hobbiton to the far reaches, buzzed about it for a solid year and a day, and the tale stuck around much longer than that. It turned into a cozy fireside yarn for the little hobbits, and before you knew it, Mad Baggins, the fellow who'd pop off with a boom and a dazzle and come back with his pockets bulging with sparklers and gold, became a top-notch legend, outliving the real skinny by a country mile.
Meanwhile, the local consensus was that Bilbo, who was always a few sandwiches short of a picnic, had finally lost his marbles for good and scampered off into the wild blue yonder. Out there, he surely took a tumble into some pond or river and met a dramatic, though not exactly premature, curtain call. And who got the finger pointed at 'em for this? Mostly Gandalf.
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Chapter, uh, three, I think it was... Three's a crowd, or company, or something like that. Look, here's the deal, Gandalf, my friend, you're saying I should sneak off quietly, and, you know, do it soon. But, uh, it's been a couple of weeks, maybe three, I can't quite recall, and I'm still here, not packed or anything.
"I know, I know," I keep telling myself, but it's not easy, you know, doing it quiet and quick. If I just up and disappear like old Bilbo, well, everyone's gonna be talking, and you know how fast news travels around these parts.
Gandalf, he's like, "No, no, Joe—I mean Frodo, you can't just vanish into thin air. That's not the plan. I said soon, not this very second." He tells me if I can figure out a way to leave without causing a big scene, it's okay to wait a bit. But not too long, he says. Can't drag my feet on this.
So I'm thinking, maybe in the fall, around our birthday, you know? I might have something figured out by then. Truth be told, I'm dragging my heels here. Bag End's looking pretty good, and I want to enjoy one last summer in the Shire. But when the leaves start to turn, I'll feel different—always do.
I've got it in my head to leave on my fiftieth, which is Bilbo's one hundred and twenty-eighth. Seems like a good day to follow his footsteps. That's what's keeping me going, thinking about following Bilbo. The Ring and all that, where it's gonna take me, I try not to dwell on it. And Gandalf, well, he's a smart cookie, but I don't tell him everything. Hard to say what he knows or guesses, right?
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