Not much for this bys... but i'll give it a shot
*Set the scene: Arwen on horse on one side of the river and Ringwraiths are approaching the other side*
voice: introducing Elrond's own antiperspirant, with a power stripe
Arwen: let's say those ringwraiths are odour, and this river is the power stripe in NEW Elrond's own anti-perspirant
*Wraiths approach, going all out. Suddenly river rises, and wipes them out*
*Legolas and other pretty elves appear*
Legolas: I never go anywhere without looking pretty and smelling good! *holds up a stick of Elrond's own*
Voice: now in Mirkwood musk and Lothlorien Fresh!
well there's my lame and imbosilic attempt at humour. i'm goin to bed.
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Where was the stooped and mealy-coloured old man I used to call Poppa when the merry-go-round broke down?
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