Today's OneWord: Derailed

The conversation had been completely derailed by the appearance of Shawn's very intoxicated cousin, who barreled into the kitchen at a very odd speed, considering she was moving on her knees and not on her feet. Perhaps she was trying to be a dwarf from the Hobbit movie, I thought, only to have my theory confirmed when she pulled herself into a chair, her tankard splashing ale on the floor.

"I come to claim my stolen gold!" she roared, burping loudly.

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