Theoden: "I categorically forbid you to destroy that Wal-Mart, Eomer!"

theoden, with his helm covering his eyes, wondered what everyone, including Snowmane, was laughing at.

Theoden: Victory!
Snowmane: I had to get through 3 castings to get this part...and now what? This strange guy on my back gets all the attention...and I thought I was going to be the star of the show...I think I'll have to buy me a "I was Theoden's horse and all I got was this lousy T-shirt" t-shirt...at least I get to squish the guy soon :mad:

Theoden's new musical was a big hit! Even the horses were singing!

or

Theoden: Gaahhh! Gag! I think it's time we get some horsey-mints!

Theoden: DEATH!!!

Eomer: No you idiot the forces of Mordor are the other way... (turns Theoden around)

OR

Aaa...aaa...aaa...*coughs up furball*

OR

Theoden: Come, drought-stricken, war-affected peasants! Come follow your King (who has a Hall made of pure Gold) into battle for some reason he can't remember, fulfilling oaths made many generations back by other rich Kings to other even richer Kings, against a Dark Lord we don't know or have any contact with! Oh yeah, and then ride back making songs about how great he is! And after that sacrifice your lives at a big scary Gate for a one in a million chance to not have to do this again!

Horse: You may think the left is your best side... mine is definitely the right....

Theoden at the funfair: "Muuuum! Let me off! This carousel is scary!"

Theoden: 'If you wrench back on the reigns really hard you can break your horse's neck. And if that doesn't work you can just behead it with your sword!'

And that was the point at which the Rohirrim knew their king was insane. Panic spread through the ranks of the assembled warriors, & the Haradrim achieved a great victory on the Fields of the Pelennor.....

Horse: Great .... the king of the so-called "horse lords" hasn't noticed that the thoatlash is fastened over the rein and I think those are his house keys hanging from the headpiece...

Come on lads, we might just get out of Aberdeen city centre alive!

Theoden dons his ceremonial false wheels & leads the members of the Rohan branch of the Chorlton & the Wheelies fanclub in their official song:

Jump in we'll take you for a spin
and show you round the Wheelie World.
Hop on, it's fun to come along and take a look at Wheelie World.
You'll be surprised how good it feels
To zoom around all day and wheel so merrily with me,
You don't need a ticket, for we'll take you round for free
And if you see the witch Fenella don't be worried,
'Cos there's no cause for alarm (ha ha ha ha!)
'Cos we've got Chorlton who's the dragon who will keep you free from harm (ho ho ho ho!)
It's fun at any time of year,
So put your wheels in second gear
Back to the top And hold tight
Alright?
We'll show you all the sights of Wheelie World!

Theoden: DEAAAAA....Hang on, we're not supposed to be in The Shire...

Eomer: I told you to take a right turn!


A new one:

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Eomer: Who farted during my speech?

or

Eomer, though trying to give the appearance of rugged hostility, could not completely disguise the discomfort of having an orc attached to his ankle by it's teeth.

Wrong door...
 

Eomer gets a first look at Legolas' locks.

Or

Eomer contemplates Arwen's banner-making skills.

Aragorn's silly dance wasn't exactly impressive.

Party in Rohan!
 

The Stare of Death must ensure that Éomer's drink remains undisturbed while he answers the door.

or

Éomer realises that it was a prank call.

or

Éomer realises that Gimli & Legolas have added bad things to his drink.

or

Éomer realises that killing Gimli & Legolas in a rage was possibly not the least troublesome method.

or

Éomer needs a break and is in no mood to deal with the token hysterical woman crying on his favourite armchair.

or

Aragorn could have timed his request for more beer a little better.

or

The band get annoyed and everyone starts to leave.

or, of course:

Some drunk guy is leering at Éowyn.

Despite being an adult, and a Marshal of the Riddermark, Eomer still gets sent to the corner...

He should have listened to his mother...
 

The wind changed and he did stick like it....

Eomer looks round to see if anyone notices he's peeing into Theoden's helm

Eomer was quite annoyed to once again having tried in vain to get an apointment at the only hair dresser in Middle-earth.

Nostril Flare...of Dooooooom!

Eomer: Now who pinched my shampoo? Come on, or I'll sick Eowyn on you!

Eowyn: Hyaaaaa!

OR

Eomer is slightly annoyed after the battle of the Pelennor Fields to find two of his best men being led toward him by Ghan-buri-Ghan.

Ghan-buri-ghan: These man try steal my daughters! And they drunk!

First guy: Well okay, we did try to steal his *hiccup* grandaughters or *hiccup* whatever, but...

Second guy: We're not dunk! No... *hiccup* I swear to ... drunk ... *hiccup* I'm not ... Eru... (falls over)

Eomer: Ok, I'll only ask this once, who took my iPod?:mad:

Eomer became very grumpy after getting a flu.

Eomer: Behold my glaring powers!

Whether it was really "all in fun" or not, Eomer didn't appreciate the other Riders "Eomer the Red-Nosed Rohirrim" jokes..

Eomer could not help but notice the cave troll hiding behind his chair


or


eomer thought he saw denethor fall past the window

As Grima Wormtong rants about 'Warmongering' and 'Malcontent', Eomer reaches for the trap door leaver.

OR

Someone just told Eomer that Snoopy isn't real. ;)

Eomer was getting mightily peeved- what he did not know is that Grima had put a sign on his back saying 'KICK ME'.

Eomer: "If she looks at Aragorn one more time..."

Eomer is advancing towards the biscuit cupboard while Eowyn isn't looking.

Eomer gives a pout to rival Sartre...

~ Ka

Eowyn asks, for the 57th time, "Do you think he likes me? 60 years isn't too much of an age difference, if it's true love, right?"

It's March Madness...
 

Eomer, a Duke megafan, leaves the pub dejectedly; glancing over his shoulder at the victorious Virginia Commonwealth crowd.

*Apologies to Lush.. ;)

Following a nasty bite, Eomer duly transforms once a month into that hideous creature known as a Were-Warg. And one unfortunate soldier hasn't realised it's a full moon...

Eomer: "You might well laugh at my moustache but you do not realise how much effort it takes to keep just that little bit under my nose hair-free"

Eomer: Make fun of my moustache or my hair or my nose one more time, and I'll set my wargs on you!

or

Eomer, stuck in that position after someone glued his feet to the floor, could only glare.

It is called the philtrum :)