Well, I'm back.

I will take over the Shire, and you can't stop me.

*eats a tasteykake*

I'd like to see that pretty little lass, Frodo, again. Wonder if he's still interested in being postmaster. Not that I have any ulterior motives for him...

*belches, wipes crumbs off belly*

In my day, a good Mayor..*falls asleep*

I really should fire my mun. She just leaves me to sit, and eat lemon bars and fried cakes with glaze. Which is not all that bad, but I have a town to run! I am Mayor, dagnabbit.

Wonder which of the fat Samwise's I need to overthrow where that fat Samwise has got off to. Time for my nap.

*plots ( Read more... )

There's a hard to reach piece of dry skin on the side of my foot.

Angelica?

This is best done perhaps with your teeth. In my day, people had no teeth, we used the skulls of immigrant mice.

I bet that fat Samwise has a lice comb.

I have found myself a wife!!

It is a Baggins, but that is better than trying to woo that Took or that 'newspaper'I have done better than that fat Samwise, too! Mine is actually completely female ( Read more... )

Hello.

I am the NOT-FORMER Mayor of Michel Delving. You think it's that fat Samwise Gamgee, don't you? Well, you'd be mistaken.

Just because I died, doesn't mean I can't come back and claim my rightful position! And claim it I will! You know, in my day, the mayor's office was not some petty little tuppeny ha'penny dressmaker's shop where the ( Read more... )