You know those giant foam hands?

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Bollocks.

Bag End is hobbit sized... and I need it to be horse-sized a lot bigger.

...

MALLET! *bashes some holes in the roof*

Now... where do horses hang out?

...I think they may have learned their lesson by now.
*reluctantly lets Mr Frodo go. unharmed, for the most part.*

But, Bag End is mine, ya here me? MINE!!! *cackles*

...

I curse them.

Now. First bit of plan. Need a lair.
*pops over to Bag End, collects poetry books, kicks out whoever resides there, redecorates*

Aah, bliss. Angsty poetry, hobbit hole nicely painted black, homeless Kings and Queens.

Yo. Still in that place with Erchi and Merry and all that. Everyone is real big. Peoples.

Seems the paper got the wrong end of the stick. I'm glad. Because they have a lot of vodka in this place and just because I drank an fuckload of it, does NOT mean I'm drunk enough to do stupid things like get engaged, right ( Read more... )

*finds Elphir's office*

Woah. Bilbo was so right. Loooooooots of paperwork.

*burnburnburn*

Pretty pretty burny good.

*BURN*

I probably oughta tell him something or something.

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My mun decided to participate in this. So, she then spent 3 hours making an AWFUL little cartoon involving me and a very bad zippo joke. It's so bad, I don't think I'll even call it a joke. Involving me and a very bad zippo reference-thing. Yeah. However, I threatened Liquid2k.com with my shiny shiny zippo, and told it not to host any of her stupid ( Read more... )

It is some sort of Thanksgivingy thing, I've heard. A day celebrated with family gatherings and turkeys. So, I am going to bring my brother and his wife and all the rest of them a present. Because they are nice to me!


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I have an ally!

See, see?

Yay! But my number one enemy is gone away. Woe. So I need to, uh... make some new ones! him for one. Eyebrow waggling at his neice!