yay Princess Bride! :D And for manwe practical jokes^___^

Sure Boromir may have gained a little weight, but he's still the King of Disco.

Boromir: Does this vest make me look fat?

Denethor: Ah, my beloved son, Boromir! Classy, brave, wise, sophisticated...

Boromir: BURP! *crushes soda can against his forehead*

(Stage makeup can make miracles, people.)

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This epic battle is brought to you by Tide, "Go Ahead. Get Dirty."

Testosterone
 

A Man of Rohan, trying to impress Arwen (who of course fought at Helm's Deep) leapt off the walls with a war-whoop...

When the men of Rohan wouldn't let the Uruks join their bonfire-night celebrations, it caused the greatest riots seen in an age.
"Come on! Just one Fire work at least!" cry the Uruks.
:smokin:

*groan* Not again...
 

After his first realization as Nilp mentioned above, the grave truth dawns on Boromir...

"This isn't Osgiliath???"

Oh No! Not Again!
 

The Falling Uruk had just seen Gandalf the grey uncloaked.

WOW that's getting old!

The annual Helm's Deep dinner dance was always a popular event, but the bouncers were scrupulous at keeping out the riff-raff.

To lighten the mood of the battle, one clown stuck gum on his boots and performed a funny walk down the wall for the amusement of his comrades. He was swiftly killed.

In the mind of this particular Uruk, he felt jumping off the wall and being impaled by pikes was a more convenient way of dying, then getting shot by 16 arrows, then falling off the wall, and being impaled by pikes.

He should have thought twice before trying to chat up Eowyn when she had a battle-axe in her hand.

Parachute? What parachute?
 

As the first Rohirrim Paratrooper launches to the attack, he realizes that he may have forgotten something very important...

The Battle thickens and many of the Rohirrim soldiers begin to suffer from shellshock, then one of the soldiers jumps and yells"I'm an Albatross! I'm an Albatross!...I'm flapping my Albatross wings...I'm flapping my Albatross wings"


(Kudos to anyone who can guess what show that was from?and maybe a bonus if they can say who said it)

Ooh look - pretty ligh ... *Urk!*
 

Grrrzzllxx chose an inopportune moment to stop and admire the Rohirric skill in the art of exterior lighting.

The Boromir pic:
"I have no memory of this place."

The Helm's Deep pic:
Falling Orc: "Arise! Arise! Orcs of the White Haaannnnnnd!

Look! It's LotR... in Technicolor?! :eek:

Lando Ork-rissian: "All troops, this is Ork Leader. All troops pull out, all troops pull out, the shield is still up."

Five seconds before the picture was taken...

Orc: Oi lads! I can see the pub from herrrreeeeee! :eek: !

The uruk fainted in anticipation of a new picture.

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Saruman: Grima, these girl scouts are determined to sell us those biscuits!
:eek:

Saruman: Friends, Uruks, Countrymen, lend me your ears...

and I don't know the rest....

Word had spread quickly amongst the Uruk lasses about Grima's one-night-only strip show.

Grima to the assembled army, talking about Saruman: "He`s not a God, He`s a very naughty boy, now go away".

Saruman: I assure you, you are all mistaken, I am not Dracula...(whispers) Igor, barricade the door.

Saruman: "Tch! The neighbours are having a barbecue again. Better go and fetch the washing in, Grima. I don't want my underpants reeking of burned burgers like last time."

Saruman: Now, Grima. If you would just like to point out the Orc who called you a "low-down, snivelling, whey-faced maggot", I will make sure that he is dealt with most severely.

<--- Wow, Boots!
 

That's a brilliant one, Saucepan.

Saruman: Agh! Why did I Give dynamite to these Stupid Uruks?

OR

Orc: I'm Uglug!

Other Orc: No I'm Uglug!

Two more Orcs: I'm Uglug!

More Orcs: I'm Uglug!

All Orcs and uruks: I'm Uglug! I'm Uglug.

A shiny sixth-pence to the clever fellow who can guess what this was inspired (that is nicked) from.

Where's My Shilling?
 

Spartacus!

Grima was taking care not to show his bald patch to the Uruks. They liked to use it as target practice.

This year's Trooping of the colour lacked a certain something......

Saruman: Ack! Darn you Grima! Did you tell everyone I was dead again?!

Brilliant, Nimrodel! I like that one. I would rep you, but it won't let me.

Congratulations, Anguirel, here’s you’re sixth-pence.

Saruman: see, I've been teaching them about shapes... so far they only can grasp the square.

Saruman to Grima: 'I don't care how many of them there are, they're still not having their ball back.'

Saruman: "Ooh, I feel just like Madonna in Evita".

Lal, you've inspired me, now this isn't madonna, but still...

Saruman: I put a spell on youuuu, and now you're mine...
Grima: You're, mine, you're mine, you're mine
Saruman: I put a spell on youuuu...and it's so strong...
Grima: So strong, so strong, so strong....

Big turnout for WizardStock 05 eh?

Saruman and Grima have set up all their little orc mini-figures and are ready to play war on their brand new game board(complete with paths, walls, and fiery pits).

Saruman: What fun! I'll go first.
Grima: No, I'm going first; you were first last time.
Saruman: No, you're not first.
Grima: Yes I am.
(Saruman whacks Grima with his staff.)
Grima: OW! Fine. You can play by yourself then.
(Stomps off to his room to pout.) :D

Oh, hate it when that happens! ;)

Saruman: Quick, Grima! Get some more lemonade! :eek:

You, my friends, are the guardians of Knowledge, Rule, and Order.

Grima: (muttering to self) Thank Iluvatar they can't see my bald spot from way down there....
Saruman: Hey, everyone! Worm here has a bald spot in the back!
Grima: You [expletive deleted]!!!!

or...

Saruman: Okay, since it didn't work out with Eowyn, you can take your pick from any of these fine specimens. Any of them resemble her at all?
Grima: No.... no, not really.
Saruman: Oh, come on! What about that one down on the left? The one holding the pike and grunting?
Grima: *squints at pikeman* No, I don't think so.
Saruman: None of 'em? Not one? Come on, there's a whole freakin' army down there and none of them fit your bill? Beggars can't be choosers, you know...
Grima: I think I'll just go inside. *does so*
Saruman: Sorry, boys!

Saruman hosts the middle-earth record attempt for the most people taking part in synchronized aerobics at one time...

Saruman: Right grima, put your leotard on and we're ready...