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Post by The Lady Eowyn on Jun 3, 2005 16:40:15 GMT -5
Frodo: “Go on, Sam, ask Rosie for a dance.”
Sam: “Umm, I think I'll just have another ale.”
Frodo: “Oh no you don't! Go on!”
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Post by Serethiel on Jun 3, 2005 16:53:06 GMT -5
Bilbo:
So there I was, at the mercy of three monstrous trolls. And they were all arguing amongst themselves about how they were going to cook us. Whether it be turned on a spit, or whether they should sit on us one by one, squash us, to jelly. And they spent so much time arguing, the whithertos and the whyfors that the sun's first light crept over the top of the trees -poof- And turned them all to stone!
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Post by dommi on Jun 3, 2005 19:39:09 GMT -5
GANDALF: Off they go!! hahaha
MERRY: No, no the big one, big one!
PIPPEN: Done!
MERRY: You're supposed to stick it in the ground!
PIPPEN: It is in the ground
MERRY: Outside!
Both: AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
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