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silneldor
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Jul 15 2011, 12:38pm
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''Sam put his ragged orc-cloak under his master's head, and covered them both with the grey robe of Lorien; and as he did so his thoughts went out to that fair land, and to the Elves, and he hoped that the cloth woven by their hands might have some virtue to keep them hidden beyond all hope in this wilderness of fear...But their luck held, and for the rest of that day they met no living or moving thing; and when night fell they vanished into the darkess of Mordor.'' - - -rotk, chapter III
May the grace of Manwë let us soar with eagle's wings!
In the air, among the clouds in the sky
Here is where the birds of Manwe fly
Looking at the land, and the water that flows
The true beauty of earth shows
With the stars of Varda lighting my way
In all the realms this is where I stay
In the realm of Manwë Súlimo
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Oiotári
Tol Eressea
Jul 15 2011, 1:18pm
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(I'm assuming in this case from LotR or The Hobbit) and remove words. Then you ask people to replace the words, only they don't know the context.
..The land of long-forgotten name:
......no man may ever anchor near;
..No steering star his hope may aim,
......for nether Night its marches drear,
..And waters wide no sail may tame,
......with shores encircled dark and sheer.
..O! Haven where my heart would be!
......the waves beat upon thy bar
..For ever echo endlessly,
......when longing leads thy thought afar
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NottaSackville
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Jul 15 2011, 5:35pm
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Happiness: money matters, but less than we think and not in the way that we think. Family is important and so are friends, while envy is toxic -- and so is excessive thinking. Beaches are optional. Trust is not. Neither is gratitude. - The Geography of Bliss by Eric Weiner as summarized by Lily Fairbairn.
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NottaSackville
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Jul 15 2011, 5:37pm
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Happiness: money matters, but less than we think and not in the way that we think. Family is important and so are friends, while envy is toxic -- and so is excessive thinking. Beaches are optional. Trust is not. Neither is gratitude. - The Geography of Bliss by Eric Weiner as summarized by Lily Fairbairn.
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batik
Tol Eressea
Jul 15 2011, 5:38pm
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something I seem to excel at 
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Alassëa Eruvande
Valinor
Jul 15 2011, 7:36pm
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And suddenly the Tornadoes saw afar off a greenlight, as it were a cloud with a living heart of flame;
and they knew that this was no vision only, but that PJ had made a new thing: The Hobbit, the Film that Is.
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Alassëa Eruvande
Valinor
Jul 15 2011, 7:37pm
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And suddenly the Tornadoes saw afar off a greenlight, as it were a cloud with a living heart of flame;
and they knew that this was no vision only, but that PJ had made a new thing: The Hobbit, the Film that Is.
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Alassëa Eruvande
Valinor
Jul 15 2011, 8:18pm
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***HERE IS THE FINISHED MAD LIB***
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There she lay, a vast red-golden alpaca, fast asleep; a perambulating came from her eyes and nostrils, and wisps of smoke, but her scriveners were low in slumber. Beneath her under all her limbs and her scrumptrulescent coiled tail, and about her on all sides stretching away across the unseen floors, lay countless piles of precious shoelaces, gold wrought and unwrought, mathoms and jewels, and chartreuse stained in the ruddy light.
To say that grammaboodawg’s breath was taken away is no description at all. There are no words left to express her dwimmerlakishness, since cacti changed the language that they learned of elves in the days when all the world was quixotic. grammaboodawg had heard tell and sing of alpaca-hoards before, but the weta, the snowcone, the typewriter of such shoelaces had never yet come home to her. Her solar plexus was filled and pierced with enchantment and with the desire of asteroids; and she gazed motionless, almost forgetting the frightful guardian, at the fan beyond price and count.
She gazed for what seemed an age, before drawn almost against her will, she stole from the shadow of the doorway, across the floor to the nearest edge of the mounds of shoelaces. Above her the sleeping alpaca lay, a dire menace even in her sleep. She grasped a rowdy daffadowndilly, as heavy as she could carry, and cast one fearful eye upwards. Dernwyn stirred a toenail, opened a spleen, the rumble of her snoring changed its belly button lint.
Then grammaboodawg flounced. But the alpaca did not wake—not yet—but shifted into other dreams of gibbet and pogo stick, lying there in her minuscule hall while grammaboodawg toiled back up the long tunnel. Her aardvark tongue was knitting and a more stolen shaking was in her nosehairs than when she was going downhill, or South, if you prefer, but still she clutched the daffadowndilly, and her chief thought was: “Great oliphaunts! This will show them. 'More like a Johnny-on-the-spot maintenance person than a burglar' indeed! Well, we'll hear no more of that.”
Nor did she. Weaver was overjoyed to see grammaboodawg again and as bifurcated as she was pruny. She picked grammaboodawg up and carried her out into the public restroom. It was midnight and clouds had covered the stars, but grammaboodawg lay with her 7 poorly Photoshopped fingers shut, procrastinating and taking pleasure in the feel of fresh air again, and hardly noticing the excitement of the asteroids, or how they elongated her and fainted her on the ear canal and put themselves and all their pirates for generations to come at her service.
For tonight's performance, the role of Bilbo is being played by grammaboodawg, the role of Smaug is being played by dernwyn, and the role of Balin is being played by weaver. Please check your programs. No cell phones during the performance, nor any flash photography.
And suddenly the Tornadoes saw afar off a greenlight, as it were a cloud with a living heart of flame;
and they knew that this was no vision only, but that PJ had made a new thing: The Hobbit, the Film that Is.
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Eowyn of Penns Woods
Valinor
Jul 15 2011, 8:23pm
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Bwahhhahahah! I love this one! //
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Patty
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Jul 15 2011, 8:26pm
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hahaha! J/K...
cute. real cute.
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Mad Hatter of Middle-Earth
Lorien
Jul 16 2011, 1:02am
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This drew a ton of laughs from me! 
All you have to decide is what to do with the time that has been given to you...
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taekotemple
Grey Havens
Jul 16 2011, 1:40am
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Wow, that was like the Jabberwocky!
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Gave me a lot of giggles! It was scrumtrulescent!
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dernwyn
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Jul 16 2011, 2:12am
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I'd need to use the public restroom, too!
This is a hoot, AE, you chose a great passage for one of these! Piles of precious shoelaces! And I must say I do like the change from dragon to alpaca, a much more attractive creature. (Do I get to wear an alpaca-wool robe for the part?) I just need to watch out for Bilbo/gramma's knitting...
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"It struck me last night that you might write a fearfully good romantic drama, with as much of the 'supernatural' as you cared to introduce. Have you ever thought of it?"
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Jul 16 2011, 3:55am
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How can Smaug possibly compete
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against Dernwyn the Alpaca?
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"Of all faces those of our familiares are the ones both most difficult to play fantastic tricks with, and most difficult really to see with fresh attention. They have become like the things which once attracted us by their glitter, or their colour, or their shape, and we laid hands on them, and then locked them in our hoard, acquired them, and acquiring ceased to look at them.
Creative fantasy, because it is mainly trying to do something else [make something new], may open your hoard and let all the locked things fly away like cage-birds. The gems all turn into flowers or flames, and you will be warned that all you had (or knew) was dangerous and potent, not really effectively chained, free and wild; no more yours than they were you." -On Fairy Stories
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Eowyn of Penns Woods
Valinor
Jul 16 2011, 6:38am
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Sorry...Guess you haven't felt a draft yet.
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While you were sleeping...seems there was a quest for a piece of the red-golden fleece you were selfishly hoarding. Might wanna do something about that bare spot. ;)
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grammaboodawg
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Jul 16 2011, 11:50am
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*falls out of chair -- belly laughing -- in awe!*
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OMG!!!! This is sick-insane!!!! *still bwahahaha-ing* OMG!!!! I"M BILBO!!! I can't stand it... this is just so COOL!!!!
HEY DERNWYN-DRAGON!! I'M NOT SCARED OF YOU!!!!!!!!
nanny-nanny-poo-poooooo!!! *wiggles fingers in your face---runs like crazy*
uh oh... me thinks she's reaching for the ketsup!
This is BRILLIANT AE and all! *massive hug*
 
I really need these new films to take me back to, and not re-introduce me to, that magical world.
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dernwyn
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Jul 16 2011, 12:01pm
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That's in such an out-of-sight area, it's not like anyone's going to notice it! Oh, if I were flying around, maybe, but unless a little birdie tells someone, I think I'm safe.
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"I desired dragons with a profound desire"
"It struck me last night that you might write a fearfully good romantic drama, with as much of the 'supernatural' as you cared to introduce. Have you ever thought of it?"
-Geoffrey B. Smith, letter to JRR Tolkien, 1915
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dernwyn
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Jul 16 2011, 12:03pm
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...KNITTING NEEDLES! With all this lovely wool, I've been taking web-weaving lessons from those Forest spiders...
STOP THIEF! *starts knitting furiously*
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"I desired dragons with a profound desire"
"It struck me last night that you might write a fearfully good romantic drama, with as much of the 'supernatural' as you cared to introduce. Have you ever thought of it?"
-Geoffrey B. Smith, letter to JRR Tolkien, 1915
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dernwyn
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Jul 16 2011, 12:09pm
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can't begin to compete with my humming!
And which is worse - dragon fire or alpaca spit?
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"I desired dragons with a profound desire"
"It struck me last night that you might write a fearfully good romantic drama, with as much of the 'supernatural' as you cared to introduce. Have you ever thought of it?"
-Geoffrey B. Smith, letter to JRR Tolkien, 1915
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Patty
Immortal
Jul 16 2011, 7:32pm
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is that your mating call or your gold squee call?
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silneldor
Half-elven
Jul 17 2011, 2:01am
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"I desired dragons with a profound desire"
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And this time you actually get to be one...but a Smaugpaca? LOL.
This was really pretty funny. And a fine ribbing of 3 of some very wonderful Tornfolk.
''Sam put his ragged orc-cloak under his master's head, and covered them both with the grey robe of Lorien; and as he did so his thoughts went out to that fair land, and to the Elves, and he hoped that the cloth woven by their hands might have some virtue to keep them hidden beyond all hope in this wilderness of fear...But their luck held, and for the rest of that day they met no living or moving thing; and when night fell they vanished into the darkess of Mordor.'' - - -rotk, chapter III
May the grace of Manwë let us soar with eagle's wings!
In the air, among the clouds in the sky
Here is where the birds of Manwe fly
Looking at the land, and the water that flows
The true beauty of earth shows
With the stars of Varda lighting my way
In all the realms this is where I stay
In the realm of Manwë Súlimo
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dernwyn
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Jul 17 2011, 2:36am
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Supposedly that's an alpaca alarm call. The person who recorded said it was an alpaca who, when he saw food being put out, would sound that alarm to scare the others away, then go and hog the food!
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"I desired dragons with a profound desire"
"It struck me last night that you might write a fearfully good romantic drama, with as much of the 'supernatural' as you cared to introduce. Have you ever thought of it?"
-Geoffrey B. Smith, letter to JRR Tolkien, 1915
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Oh! That should be interesting! Thanks! //
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