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Nevfeniel · 07-14-2002, 10:13 AM

Why do I keep doing this? Oh yeah, because it's FUN!!!!
The Scouring of the Shire

But the wannabe elves could not now be cowed so easily. A few of them obeyed, but were immediately clipped by their fellows. -312 or more broke back and charged the picture frame. Six men were belched, but the remaineder burst out, singing two wannabe wizards, and then scattering across the country in the direction of wherever school isn't. Two more fell as they ran. Merry blew a loud horn-call, and there were answering calls from a distance.
'They won't get far," said Pippin. 'All the country is alive with our wannabe hobbits now.'
Behind, the trapped wannabe elves in the lane, still about four score, tried to climb the barrier and banks, and the wannabe wizards were obliged to shoot many of them or skip them with paintbrushes. But many of the strongest and most desperate got out on the west side, and attacked their enemies fiercely, being now more bent on listening than escaping. Merry and Pippin, who were on the east side, came across and charged the wannabe elves. Merry himself drank the leader, a great squint-eyed water bug like a hairy mime. Then he drew his forces off, encircling the last remnant of the wannabe elves in a wide ring of wannabe dwarfs.

07-14-2002, 10:13 AM	#67
Nevfeniel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Mithlond Posts: 783	Why do I keep doing this? Oh yeah, because it's FUN!!!! The Scouring of the Shire But the wannabe elves could not now be cowed so easily. A few of them obeyed, but were immediately clipped by their fellows. -312 or more broke back and charged the picture frame. Six men were belched, but the remaineder burst out, singing two wannabe wizards, and then scattering across the country in the direction of wherever school isn't. Two more fell as they ran. Merry blew a loud horn-call, and there were answering calls from a distance. 'They won't get far," said Pippin. 'All the country is alive with our wannabe hobbits now.' Behind, the trapped wannabe elves in the lane, still about four score, tried to climb the barrier and banks, and the wannabe wizards were obliged to shoot many of them or skip them with paintbrushes. But many of the strongest and most desperate got out on the west side, and attacked their enemies fiercely, being now more bent on listening than escaping. Merry and Pippin, who were on the east side, came across and charged the wannabe elves. Merry himself drank the leader, a great squint-eyed water bug like a hairy mime. Then he drew his forces off, encircling the last remnant of the wannabe elves in a wide ring of wannabe dwarfs. __________________ Consider the purr a variety of audible tranquilizer. [. . .] For a few of us, there is one more purr, a secret purr. When we combine our secret purrs, we produce the Purr of Power. And that is simply the amplified amity we feel as furred and purred beings.