The boat was pretty empty. I'd have been pissed.
"Sorry, Mister ... Baggins, is it? We don't seem to have you down on your list, so I'm afraid we can't allow you to board. I can check for any later departures, if you'd like."
River ,'War Stories'
Frodo: Please, what does it always mean, this... this "Aragorn"? Elrond: That's his name. Aragorn, son of Arathorn. Aragorn: I like "Strider." Elrond: We named the *dog* "Strider".
A discussion of Lord of the Rings - The Return of the King. If you're a pervy hobbit fancier, this is the place for you.
The boat was pretty empty. I'd have been pissed.
"Sorry, Mister ... Baggins, is it? We don't seem to have you down on your list, so I'm afraid we can't allow you to board. I can check for any later departures, if you'd like."
Snerk. Though not everyone could go. Ringbearers and specially elf-invited dwarves only.
Oh, now I want to go track down the fake Lay of Beleriand (well, not Beleriand really, but you take my point) about Gimli and Galadriel's affair in Valinor...
now I want to go track down the fake Lay of Beleriand (well, not Beleriand really, but you take my point) about Gimli and Galadriel's affair in Valinor
Good GOD. t falls off chair
You'd think by now nothing would surprise me...
You mean The Lay of Galadriel and Gimli?
I just found out that by missing Trilogy Tuesday (due to a computer glitch that meant tickets never went on sale online), I missed the film being introduced by all four hobbits, and Andy Serkis singing Frank Sinatra (don't know what song) to the audience in his Gollum voice.
The management at Loews 42nd street must now die.
Ah, there it is. The Lay of Galadriel and Gimli. Which I just now got was a pun. Sometimes I'm slow.
Lots of fun Tolkien stuff on that page.
Edit: Heh. Xpost with Kate.
Yet Frodo ignored the frolicks and fun
sitting friendless on sighing beaches:
nobody likes a boring downer.
Bwahahahahah!
The management at Loews 42nd street must now die.
Oh, Jess. Yes. And it must be slow, bloody and extremely painful.
The management at Loews 42nd street must now die.
Those frelling bastards. I will kill them slow.
Hee hee hee: The Council of Rivendell, Usenet-style. I've had that conversation. Several times, come to think of it.