“What proof is there that this is the Ring?” asked the man with the pointed shoes.
“There are many signs which can be read by the wise, Bromosel,” announced the Wizard. “The compass, the whistle, the magic decoder–they’re all here. And here is the inscription:
“Grundig blaupunkt luger frug
Watusi snarf wazoo!
Nixon dirksen nasahist
Reboso boogaloo.”Goodgulf’s voice had become harsh and distant. An ominous black cloud filled the room. Frito gagged on the thick oily smoke.
“Was that necessary?” asked Legolam, kicking the Wizard’s still-belching smoke grenade out the door.
“Rings go better with hocus-pocus,” replied Goodgulf imperiously.
- Bored of the Rings, Harvard Lampoon
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