A little silliness is good for the soul, Atariel! [img]smilies/smile.gif[/img] And, being at times irrepressibly Pippinish, I'd probably talk about Gandalf's underthings to his face! And he'd turn me into a newt and I'd hide in his hat! But if you're looking for someone to dance on the table and sing bawdy songs, look to Frodo! *snickers and gets off table*
Cheers,
Lyta (A Took from an unfashionable part of the Shire...being so unfashionable she has to use another name and wear heavy makeup to disguise herself...)
P.S. I know this has nothing to do with Females in the Fellowship, but it has everything to do with Gandalf's dress sense!
P.P.S. I wonder what magical underwear does?
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“…she laid herself to rest upon Cerin Amroth; and there is her green grave, until the world is changed, and all the days of her life are utterly forgotten by men that come after, and elanor and niphredil bloom no more east of the Sea.”
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