Arggh! I typed in half my Bree thing and then I lost it! Grr...I hate this computer! [img]smilies/mad.gif[/img] [img]smilies/mad.gif[/img] [img]smilies/mad.gif[/img]
If anyone sees/reads something that sounds extremely similar to this, that'll be 'cos I copied it! [img]smilies/evil.gif[/img] [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img]
Okay, here goes...the hobbits in their rooms...
M: Ouch! I swear that roof is only 1 foot 3" off the ground. I'm going to kill that butter person, he said that these were 'nice hobbit holes'! Nice my foot...(continues to grumble under his breath).
P: Stop complaining - did you see those hobbit lasses? Ooo-lala!
S: I think you've had a bit too much to drink, Pipsqueak *outrage expressed from Pippin's corner* - don't you think 10 pints is a little too much for a hobbit of your size?
F: Yeah...there aren't any girls - more's the pity - not even ugly ones!
*A loud knocking at the door*
M, trying to be melodramatic: There's a knocking without!
S&F: Without what?
M: Without a door, idiots!
F: Watch your mouth, young hobbit - I'm 17 yrs older than you!
S, at the same time as F: Let me get this -
*The knocking comes again*
S: - straight: there's a knocking, without a door? Nobody knocks on thin air!
M, ignoring Sam and muttering rebelliously under his breath about Frodo: It shows, too - you can't score half as many chicks!
Impatient, loud voice: Look just open the bloody door will you? It's in the script!
*The hobbits quickly check their script, a book in a red covering*
Hobbits: Yeah, he's right, better open the door etc.
*They open the door*
F: Oh yeah, I forgot, I was supposed to ask you about Gandalf - know where the old bugger is? {sorry for swearing so many times, guys}
B: Nah, haven't seen the old bloke for six months - but you're due in the room, guys, remember? You're supposed to do the thingy with that ring, Lij, and turn invisible.
F, hissing: I'm not Elijah, I'm Frodo, got it? I'm Frodo!
B: Okay, okay, keep your hair on - you might like to know that Strider's been asking about you fellows.
F: Strider?
B: Oh yeah, you haven't met him yet, have you...come on.
F, impatient: You forgot the letter!
B: No, that's when you meet Strider and come up with the old ba***rd {sorry for swearing again}
F: Are you sure?
B: Look, just come on!!!!
F: Okay, okay...
*Hobbits leave*
In the room...
S: I don't think letting Pippen drink any more is a good idea...there's that guy in the green cloak, Frodo, better check him out...
Okay, so this is pretty lame. Maybe it's a rip-off of a rip-off...you know, I read something like this on Sarcasm on Tolkien and it really messed my LOTR up...try having Sam saying things like 'Long live the Revolution' and putting razor-blades in Frodos scrambled eggs...can I do Rivendell? Please? Oh please oh please oh please...
Lots of love to all crazy LOTR fans (I guess that includes me)...and God bless you!
~ Elentari (aka Bekah)
P.S. TTT = The Two Towels (but only in a rip-off like this)
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