HEY!  YOU KIDS KEEP OUTTA MY MUSHROOMS!!!

An' I'm still lookin' fer that obit, Sockpuppets!

*Zooms through the room, looking slightly panicky*

Aule gave me some new puppies, and some ninja sheps, too! With petticoats. Th' missus oughter like them.

'm gonna hev t' train HARD wi' em, tho. Thinkin' I'll be a mite busy fer awhile.

*Flies through, looking slightly panicked*

Must...get...to...puppies.....

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I'd best go an' talk t' that silly birdbrain, afore he kills them kids tryin' t' take care o' em like baby birds.

I've discov'red this wunnerful new game since bein' dead. I kin make smells, see. Leastaways, some few of 'em. Shrooms is easiest, o' course, an' what better way t' mess wi' them hobbits what come t' thieve 'em away from me ( Read more... )

:Tosses Sockpuppets' office:

:Scrawls "WHERE'S MY OBIT???" on office wall with red ink from pot conveniently standing nearby:

:Leaves gooey greenish slime on all the chairs and flies off wailing:

Hev y'all got any idear how much work it takes t' post here when yer not corporeal?

:Throws paper all over room:

An' I seem a mite more temp'ramental than before. Right.

Me an' th' puppies'll be off ter look fer troublemakers, then. Skeered one th' other day so much 'is hair went white.

I didn' see that comin. Obviously.

At least I died wearin' my pants.

Mr. Windlord is gonna keep m' body on ice fer me. Me n' th' dogs're huntin' through th' Shire fer any more o' them clones 'r any other troublemakers but I'm gonna need it back 'ventually.