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Wight of the Old Forest
Join Date: Dec 2008
Location: Unattended on the railway station, in the litter at the dancehall
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Indeed, Pippin Christmas everyone, and a happy New Year!
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Und aus dem Erebos kamen viele seelen herauf der abgeschiedenen toten.- Homer, Odyssey, Canto XI |
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Curmudgeonly Wordwraith
Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: Ensconced in curmudgeonly pursuits
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Perhaps we should use the more Shire-appropriate "Yule", Pitch.
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And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into her geography revision. |
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Spirit of Mist
Join Date: Jul 2000
Location: Tol Eressea
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Happy holidays always works...
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Wight of the Old Forest
Join Date: Dec 2008
Location: Unattended on the railway station, in the litter at the dancehall
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Happy Winter Solstice, Hanukkah, Birthday of Sol Invictus, Season's Greetings... Whatever floats your one-horsed wooden sleigh. (Or two-horsed. Or multi-reindeered. Or huskied, rocket-propelled, levitating by mindpower... anything.
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Und aus dem Erebos kamen viele seelen herauf der abgeschiedenen toten.- Homer, Odyssey, Canto XI |
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Blossom of Dwimordene
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: The realm of forgotten words
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Propelled forwards by constant coughing and sneezing? It is the season. But I guess held aloft by hopes of the end of the cold epidemic.Happy holidays everyone!
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You passed from under darkened dome, you enter now the secret land. - Take me to Finrod's fabled home!... ~ Finrod: The Rock Opera |
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Curmudgeonly Wordwraith
Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: Ensconced in curmudgeonly pursuits
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THE GOBLINS SINGING CAROLS AROUND A WELL- LIT TREE
O crispy tree, O crispy tree, Burnt dwarves atop thy branches! O crispy tree, O crispy tree! Burnt dwarves atop thy branches! It reeks of scorching wizard's beard, But in the warmth we'll still find cheer. O crispy tree, O crispy tree, Burnt dwarves atop thy branches! No use to chop to get our crop, They're sure to drop before they pop! O crispy tree, O crispy tree! Burnt dwarves atop thy branches! -AND LATER- Gandalf roasting on an open fire, A Dwarf beard singed beneath his nose. Hobbit feet burning up in the pyre, And Orcs await the afterglow - Everybody knows - That turkey tastes like Hobbit toes, Or chicken fingers fired just right. 'Tater-tots and mushrooms I'm told Are perfect sides for Baggins tonight.
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Spirit of Mist
Join Date: Jul 2000
Location: Tol Eressea
Posts: 3,397
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Happy Birthday Belegorn!
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