The Downie Awards Show

[Marileangorifurnimaluim]

"Breaking news, we are taking you to the Downie awards, where the head of the conservative Garden Club has been arrested..."

Returning to an earlier moment in the Downie Awards:

"You!"

The hobbitish voice was shrill, and pierced the crowd. The voice could stop a riot. Heck, it could probably shatter glass. The doctor paused in her flight, blinking.

"How dare you speak of canonic- canin- caninical pure anything with the filth that you have spread about our beloved Shire!" The voice rose, and the crowd winced. "And corrupting young hobbits like my nephew here!"

Lousewort Chastitybelt caught the arm of Dr Maril's date.

"Come, Trenton, we're leaving."

Trenton chortled, and shook off her hand with a lazy flick of his wrist. "Auntie. Just who do you think that article was about?"

Cuts away to image of Mrs Louswort Chastitybelt lunging at the stage as the Uruk-hai haul her away:

"This is your fault, you - you doctor! You did this to him! You corrupted him with your filthy writing! I will not cease in my efforts --!"

Cuts away to newscasters:

"Bail has been set at 100,000 gold standard."

Anchorman flashes a perfect smile at the camera.

"So, Harold, what kind of weather can we expect for the weekend?"

[ May 07, 2003: Message edited by: Marileangorifurnimaluim ]