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Sapphire_Flame · 05-22-2004, 11:07 AM

Aragorn: By nightfall these pants will be swarming with orcs!

Gandalf: The writing, which at first was as clear as red flame, has all but disappeared, a secret now that only pants can tell.

Butterbur: Gandalf? Gandalf? Ohhh yes! I remember, elderly chap, big gray beard, pointy pants. Not seen him for six months.

Arwen: You are Isildur's heir, not Isildur himself. You are not bound to his pants.
Aragorn: The same blood flows in my pants. The same weakness.

Elrond: You have only one choice.... It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery pants from whence it came.

Gandalf: No Gimli, I would not take the roads through Moria unless I had no other pants.

Saruman: Do you know how orcs first came into being? They were pants once...

Aragorn: I swore an oath to protect you.
Frodo: Can you protect me from your pants?

Eomer (to Grima): Too long have you watched my sister. Too long have you haunted her pants.

Aragorn: It is an army bred for a single purpose: to destroy the pants of men.

Frodo: What food do we have left?
Sam: Pants. And oh look...MORE pants!

Manathor: You know the laws of our country. The laws of your father. If you let them go, your pants will be forfeit.

Abedithon le,

~*~Aranel~*~

05-22-2004, 11:07 AM	#11
Sapphire_Flame Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: The World That Never Was Posts: 1,232	Aragorn: By nightfall these pants will be swarming with orcs! Gandalf: The writing, which at first was as clear as red flame, has all but disappeared, a secret now that only pants can tell. Butterbur: Gandalf? Gandalf? Ohhh yes! I remember, elderly chap, big gray beard, pointy pants. Not seen him for six months. Arwen: You are Isildur's heir, not Isildur himself. You are not bound to his pants. Aragorn: The same blood flows in my pants. The same weakness. Elrond: You have only one choice.... It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery pants from whence it came. Gandalf: No Gimli, I would not take the roads through Moria unless I had no other pants. Saruman: Do you know how orcs first came into being? They were pants once... Aragorn: I swore an oath to protect you. Frodo: Can you protect me from your pants? Eomer (to Grima): Too long have you watched my sister. Too long have you haunted her pants. Aragorn: It is an army bred for a single purpose: to destroy the pants of men. Frodo: What food do we have left? Sam: Pants. And oh look...MORE pants! Manathor: You know the laws of our country. The laws of your father. If you let them go, your pants will be forfeit. Abedithon le, ~~Aranel~~ __________________ The Hitchhiking Ghost