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Laconic Loreman
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The crapiest job on Middle-earth.
(On top of a random mountain) Beacon man #1: So what do you want to do? Beacon man #2: I don't know what do you want to do? Beacon man #1: Do you want to light the pile of wood? Beacon man #2: We can't do that without the signal. Beacon man #1: Do you want to sleep again? Beacon man #2: That's all we ever do. Beacon man #1: How did we get stuck with this job anyway? Beacon man #2: I can't remember it was 16 years ago...or maybe 17. Rohan. (Aragorn busts through the door). Aragorn: The beacons of Minas Tirith! The beacons are lit! Gondor calls for aid! Theoden: Tell me, why should we go to the aid of those who did not come to ours? What do we owe Gondor? Aragorn: Please? Theoden: No. Aragorn: Pretty please? Theoden: No. Aragorn: Pretty please, with a cherry on top? Theoden: (perky) Muster the Rohirrim! |
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