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Let's build a big old dining hall and call it Herot.(They do. Then Grendel, an ugly guy, takes over Herot and eats people. Beowulf rips his arm off.)
You rule, Beowulf.(Some people make SPEECHES and tell IRRELEVANT STORIES. Beowulf kills some more STUFF.)
Wiglaf, I'm dying. See that my funeral pyre fits my greatness.
Ok.