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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Mar 2004
Location: The end of the world as we know it. I feel fine, incidentally.
Posts: 500
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I think the biggest fear behind giving a Nasgul your name and number was because the Nasgul were so desperate for friendship that they called everyone and everything they knew. I mean come on, who really wants to hang out with a grim reaper look-alike?
It would work like this: *telephone rings* Random orc: Hello? Nasgul: Hello... (reads paper) Ned. Orc: It's Shnickrug. Nasgul: Uh, yeah. I meant Shnickrug. I was just calling to say hello, y'know, have a chat between old friends... Orc: Do I know you? Nasgul: Sure.. We met that one time, at that one place, and that one funny thing happened... Remember? Orc: Who is this? Nasgul: Uh... Orc: This isn't a Nasgul, is it? Because I already told you to take my name off your list! I had to listen to Nasgul #5 talk about how Velveeta isn't really cheese for about three hours last week! Nasgul: It isn't really Cheese? Let's discuss that! Orc: I know what you're doing! No! Nasgul: Oh, please? I really need to get somethign off my chest. Orc: You dont have a chest! Nasgul: But-- Orc: (Hangs up) Nasgul: *sniff sniff* Nobody likes me! Let's see here... (reads paper) Next one: Name-Glogruk. Number- ... IT CONTINUES! Hold on, someone's calling me. It had better not be Nasgul #5 again. ~MAEG!~ Velveeta is cheese!
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