That can’t be right

“Well preserved indeed!” he snorted. “Why, I feel all thin, sort of stretched, if you know what I mean: like butter that has been scraped over too much bread. That can’t be right. I need a change, or something.

The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien

 
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