Heh. I must sound like those fools who come into the Angel thread and say shit like, "hey! i just figured out that Angel and Lindsey want to do each other. i figured no one else knew about that, here."
Anya ,'Dirty Girls'
LotR - The Return of the King: "We named the *dog* 'Strider'".
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.
Well, nobody actually said anything about it here.
I was kind of hoping for an RotKEE promo. You know, because the one on the website runs funky for me and my slow connection (and not at all for me at work.)
Some of the LotR horsies are making personal appearances.
OK, I know the movies were collossal hits, but that's taking the celebrity-by-association thing a little too far. What next? Is Jennifer Lopez going to start dating Treebeard?
Is Jennifer Lopez going to start dating Treebeard?
I heard she had a thing for Isengard.
[okay, the script pathing inside my damaged brain went: JLo - inanimate objects in LotR - Hello Kitty vibrator - LotR themed personal massage units - Isengard. Maybe there could be a Two Towers theme pak.] Brain is broke. Send working one, Clive.
Isn't Isengard a little too, er, pointy to be a vibrator? I mean, you could use a small replica of it as a lobster fork.
A little artistic license, and you're good to go, I'd hazard, DX. But the manufacture of novelty license personal message units is outside of my area of expertise. I'm just the ideas man here.
Possible EE Trilogy showing in Minneapolis.
December 31st
Tickets $15.00
Available only on-line
Also, boxed lunches.
There will be one hour meal breaks between films.
Costumes are encouraged.
Go, Indianapolis, choose Indianapolis!
Ah, suddenly I'm nostalgic for the halcyon days when we all stayed up online trying to get Trilogy tickets, the jubilation at having achieved tickets by a whim of the internet gods, before the grave sadness of realization that I was going to be in the Entirely Wrong Town at the time.