Aragorn: We're lost, aren't we? Truly is it said "Do not follow the directions of Wizards, for they are potty and have no sense of direction."
Gandalf: Shut up, Estel. You're not too old to get your ears boxed, you know. If I remember rightly we need to turn right when we reach the rock that looks like a... Look! There it is!
Legolas: That's a bush. Are you blind? I should have gone with Gimli: he may be walking, but at least he's going in the right direction.
Aragorn: If you don't stop complaining I'll knock your block off, you great ponce.
Legolas: Promises, promises. Anyway we wouldn't even be in this situation if this old fool had asked Éomer for directions.
Gandalf: If you used your eyes half as much as your nagging tongue, we wouldn't have taken that wrong turn in the first place.
Aragorn: (his voice dangerously calm) Which wrong turn is that, Mithrandir?
Gandalf swallows nervously
[ October 21, 2002: Message edited by: Squatter of Amon Rudh ]
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