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01-27-2004, 08:29 PM
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Ubiquitous Urulóki
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: The port of Mars, where Famine, Sword, and Fire, leash'd in like hounds, crouch for employment
Posts: 747
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*Frodo sees Ringwraith on fellbeast flying over him*
Frodo: GO FLIPPER! WOOOOOOOOOO! *Eowyn cuts of the Witch-King's arm* Eowyn: You make me sad. Come, Merry! Witch-King: Oh, a coward are you? Have at you, you pansy! Merry: But your arms gone! Witch-King: Its only a flesh wound. *Baromir swinging his sword at Amon Hen* Baromir: My name's Baromir of Gondor and don't you forget it! SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND! *gets shot by orcs* Baromir: *dying* FREEEEEDOMMMMMMM *dies* Elrond: *coming out of nowhere* All things come to an end. It is....inevitable. *Pippin outside the Black Gate* Pippin: They call me MR. TOOK! Troll: Duuuuuuh? Pippin: Death to you! Death to your children! Death to your children's children! Death your friends! Death to your friends' children! Death to all the children! Kill the children!!!!!! Troll: Duuuuuuuuuuuuh? Troll #2: Won't somebody think of the children?
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