Well, we'll see here:
Frodo: You weren't that much different from a hobbit once, were you?
Gollum: Of course we weress, Precious! Not like hobbits at all, all fancy grammarses and brass buttoness, no no! *gollum gollum*
Frodo: *in slow-mo* Smeeeeaaaaaaagoooooolllll....I still retain some residual effects from that Politician blade. blah blah blah blah blah blah...
Gollum: NOO! Yes, Smeagol, that was my name!
Nazgul: *WREEEE!!* Give up the porcelain cow, mere puny mortal! You amateur right-wingedconservativetaxing muffincajoler! I blow my nose in your general direction!
Frodo: *rolls eyes* Oh puh-leeze... *clutches shoulder weakly* Ooh, the pain, the pain, wa wah wah.
Naz: Perhaps you are not frightened yet...but look at what I now ride on!
*Sam, Fro and Smeegs now gasp as they catch sight of...A HELICOPTER IN FULL MILITARY REGALIA! The three dive under the only bush in the vicinity. Their heads clonking together sounds like coconuts*
Naz: Oh, where have they gone to now? I cannot see! Ah well. Back to report to the Eye.
Fro: It's gone! But I thought they had had their campaign funding cut!
Smeegs: No, you cannot totally cut them off from their funds! There's always anonymous contributions...and even the lottery!
Fro: There, see Sam? There's no use for you to contribute to the lottery, it's fixed in their favor!
Sam: *grumble, flazzzumph*
Smeegs: The Black Gate *dun dun dun!* is very close. Hurry hurry, silly hobbitses!
(next up, the three hunters enter rohan and meet "someone they did not expect [img]smilies/evil.gif[/img] )
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door
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