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Originally Posted by Eomer of the Rohirrim
Faramir would often lie on his back, letting his pet hedgehog Ralph snuffle about him; unfortunately, that's just what he was doing on the day Ralph unexpectedly sprouted to mammoth proportions.
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Pippin: Wait! He's still alive!
Denethor: Nonsense. Ralph's spikes have impaled him! *sob*