would you rather watch a bucket of bright pink paint fall on sauron’s head or wake up in a room full of puppies? sharpglance: “… puppies.” Watching pink paint fall on Sauron’s head would imply being in his presence, and possibly bearing the brunt of wrath. And as long as they weren’t Sauron’s wolf broods… A wise choice, apprentice.
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