(While driving to chez Sister-in-law for dinner yesterday, and taking the nastiest, trickiest left in the metro Boston area)
BH: I want to live in a tower. A big, tall tower. Like Barad-dum.
BLC: Barad-dur.
BH: Barad-dum.
BLC: No, Barad-dur. Khazad-dum is the dwarves’ hall. Barad-dur is the Tower.
(Silence fills the car.)
BLC: Um, did I just correct you on a piece of Lord of the Rings trivia?
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