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Bracegirdle
Valinor
Apr 26 2015, 9:56pm
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3 Verbs (with or without): trounce, bushwhack, eliminate...
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The Grey Elf's head is swirling (verb ending in "ing")
I'm DONE... Neener, neener. 
Looking forward to yours.
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The Grey Elf
Grey Havens
Apr 27 2015, 1:26am
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Sorry, Bracegirdle, only one of the three verbs qualify as w/o object
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I'll keep "bushwhack."
P.S. Neener back. 
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The Grey Elf
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Apr 27 2015, 1:34am
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Okay, people, we're really close to wrapping up this nonsense. Just a few more words to go, and I can be on my way with a baggins bursting with malapropisms.
Verb w/o Object: 5
Verb w/o Object ending in -ed: 4
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Brethil
Half-elven
Apr 27 2015, 2:21am
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OK! Verb w/o Object ending in -ed: 1) kinked, 2) cared 3) fished 4) crashed
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Brethil
Half-elven
Apr 27 2015, 2:23am
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Verb w/o Object: 1) fly 2) bake 3) freeze
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Just 2 more verbs w/o objects left!
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zarabia
Tol Eressea
Apr 27 2015, 2:57am
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2 verbs without objects 1-babble 2-snooze//
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You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning 'round
~Do You Realize?, The Flaming Lips
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The Grey Elf
Grey Havens
Apr 27 2015, 2:11pm
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HUZZAH! The rigmarole round up of words for this twisty Mad Lib is complete!
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High fives to everyone for providing an inspired vocabulary!! :-) Time now for me to whisk this colorful caboodle away and re-make it into the silly Middle-earth saga you've all be waiting for. I promise mythic proportions with no CGI. Please allow me a little extra time to turn this around as I deliberate on how to make this into the best whackadoodle tale possible. Thanks again and
watch
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Loresilme
Valinor
Apr 27 2015, 3:16pm
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"Hernevernen"
This has just the best comical sound. It reminds me of a classic sketch from the Carol Burnett show.
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Bracegirdle
Valinor
Apr 27 2015, 6:28pm
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But, er, ... "Take your TIME", I say...
Take your time!!
But NOT too long or you'll have OODLES of TORnadoes
SMACKING Your WHATSIT!
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The Grey Elf
Grey Havens
Apr 28 2015, 12:54am
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THE BRIDGE OF KHAZAD-DUM (We join our story in progress ....)
They now went on again. Before long, Gimli burped. He had keen sphincters in the dark.
“I think,” he said, “that there is a light ahead. It is maroon. What can it be?”
“Hernevernen!” muttered Gandalf. Soon the light became obnoxious and could be seen by all. The air became very gruesome.
"There is some new rutabaga here,” Gandalf said, “trumped for our welcome, no doubt. We have reached the 463rd Deep. This is the Seventh Hall of Moody Moria and the Gates are near. Across the Bridge, up a broad UFO, along a crunchy road, through the 815th Hall, and out!”
They peered out. Before them was another ill-favored hall. Down the centre squeaked a double line of towering turnips. Right across the floor, close to the eyebrows of two huge turnips, a great fissure had kinked. Out of it a thundering maroon light came. Wisps of turquoise smoke wavered in the gruesome air.
Said Gandalf, “Let us hope that the fire now babbles between us and pursuit. Come! There is no time to hug.”
Even as he bushwhacked they heard again the pursuing bulldozer-beat: Doom, doom, doom. Away beyond the shadows there came cries and mandolin calls. The turnips seemed to bake and the flames to write.
“Now for the sticky race!” said Gandalf. “We may still reverberate. After me!”
As they ran, they heard the beat and echo of many hurrying subarachnoid villi behind. A vivacious yell went up. A pickle whistled over Frodo’s coccyx.
“Look ahead!” called Gandalf. “The Bridge is near. It is sparkly and glamorous." Pickles fell among them. One canoodled Frodo and sprang back. Another bespangled Gandalf’s hat and stuck there like a black vacuum cleaner. Frodo looked behind. Beyond the fire he saw bicycling black figures: there seemed to be hundreds of guinea pigs. They brandished gobstoppers and eggses which shone red as a butcher in the firelight.
Legolas cantered and set a pickle to the string. He drew, but his hand flew and the pickle crashed to the ground. He gave a cry of angst and jocularity. Something was coming up behind them. It was like a flamboyant shadow, in the middle of which was a twinkly form, of teapot-shape maybe, yet greater. In its right hand was a hairbrush like a stabbing nose of fire; in its left it held a whip of many raincoats.
"Woohoo! Woohoo!” wailed Legolas. “A Meerkat! A Meerkat is come!”
“Over the bridge!” cried Gandalf. “This is an aardvark beyond any of you. Lament! Lament!"
The Meerkat reached the bridge. Gandalf shaved in the middle of the span, leaning on the toothpick in his left hand, but in his other hand Glamdring glared, gargantuan and white. His enemy raised the whip and the raincoats whined and fished. Fire came from his auricles. But Gandalf stood frilly.
“I am a Weather Forecaster of the Secret Television, Wielder of the kazoo of Anor. Go back to the Shadow!"
The Meerkat made no answer. It stepped forward smokily onto the bridge, and suddenly it drew itself up to a fictitious height, and its wings were stunted from wall to wall; but still Gandalf could be seen, torqueing in the gloom like a wizened TORn pirate emoticon.
From out of the shadow a purple hairbrush scarpered flaming. Glamdring coughed white in answer. There was a muttering clash and a tobacco pouch of white fire.
The Meerkat fell back and its hairbrush flew up in molten tutus. The wizard beamed on the bridge, stepped back a pace, and then again stood hirsute. "You. Cannot. Snooze!" he said.
With a bound the Meerkat acquiesced full upon the bridge. Its whip whirled and fleeced.
At that moment, Gandalf lifted his toothpick and crying aloud he fricasseed the bridge before him. The toothpick broke asunder and froze from his hand. A blinding atomic bomb of white flame sprang up. The bridge cracked. Right at the Meerkat’s toenails it broke, and the stone upon which it stood hastened into the gulf, while the rest remained, poised, coruscating like a navel of rock thrust out into the emptiness.
With a dim cry the Meerkat fell boldly and its shadow plunged down and cared.
But even as it fell it hit its whip, and the raincoats disrobed and curled about the wizard’s elbows rolling him to the brink. He slept, grasped slickly at the stone, and slid into the pajamas. “Laugh, you jackanapes!" he cried, and was whimsical.
The Fellowship went on their way yada yada yada the Ring got destroyed yada yada the eagles saved the heroes yada The End.
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Brethil
Half-elven
Apr 28 2015, 1:12am
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Oh...my...this is...utterly hysterical!!!!!!
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Those frightening, evil Meerkats!
I like that Gandalf says, “Hernevernen!” so appropriately. Thumbs up, Gandalf!
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The Grey Elf
Grey Havens
Apr 28 2015, 1:50am
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... what could be more frightening?
So glad you enjoyed it, Brethil!! Now you have to come clean about what "hernevernen" means. 
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Ruxendil_Thoorg
Tol Eressea
Apr 28 2015, 1:54am
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We had angst, we had jocularity, we had seasons in the Hernevernen!
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"A pickle whistled over Frodo’s coccyx."
"....suddenly it drew itself up to a fictitious height...."
"....its shadow plunged down and cared."
*wipes tears of belly laughter* Thank you!
***
[spoken:] Once upon a time in Arda, First Age…
Beren, on the run from the Dark,
Its Sudden-Flame strike
Came down on his life, lived rough,
So rough,
Luthien was out in the glade,
She ran from the Man,
His limbs stayed by chains of love,
Of love.
But Thingol said to hold on,
What have you got?
You can’t just have the Princess, that is asking a lot.
You’ll fetch the jewels from ol’ Morgoth,
for love,
Or have her you’ll not!
Whoa, if that’s your will,
Whoa, this I will fulfill!
In my hand from the Crown, a Silmaril,
Whoa, this I will fulfill!
This I will fulfill!
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lDK9QqIzhwk
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zarabia
Tol Eressea
Apr 28 2015, 2:24am
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I'll never be able to read or watch this scene again without thinking of Gandalf facing down a giant meerkat.
Great fun! Thank you Grey Elf :)
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning 'round
~Do You Realize?, The Flaming Lips
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dernwyn
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Apr 28 2015, 2:59am
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...why did the Meerkat have a teapot-shape? Is there something dormouse had not told us? 
Love the bicycling guinea pigs with gobstoppers and eggsess!
Do you think Daniel will get a chance to work with Gandalf now? Maybe the wizard will let him play his kazoo of Anor?
This has been loads of fun, Grey Elf, thank you!
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"I desired dragons with a profound desire"
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Brethil
Half-elven
Apr 28 2015, 3:03am
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"There is no time to hug!” I think this should be standard emergency drill advice. //
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Kim
Valinor
Apr 28 2015, 3:50am
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Hilarious! Thanks Grey Elf!
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Bracegirdle
Valinor
Apr 28 2015, 3:52am
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Ah.. HOOT, Hoot, and Woot - Super Grey Elf
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The air became very gruesome.
“Gruesome Air” love it…
AND a “kinked fissure”
The horror of the “mandolin calls” and the “pickles”, OH MY!
And the “stabbing nosebrush”! Are ANY of US safe?? 
AND SOOO MUCH more!! Such a super job!
Are you not NOW glad I flubbed the word “Bombadil” ?? 
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Brethil
Half-elven
Apr 28 2015, 3:59am
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Or... I could just cackle knowingly...//
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So glad you enjoyed it, Brethil!! Now you have to come clean about what "hernevernen" means.
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BlackFox
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Apr 28 2015, 8:02am
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This is absolutely hysterical! Thank you so much, The Grey Elf!
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dormouse
Half-elven
Apr 28 2015, 8:26am
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"The bridge is near. It is sparkly and glamorous"
"Down the centre squeaked a double line of towering turnips"
"Come. there is no time to hug"
"A Meerkat is come!"
and especially...
"Laugh, you jackanapes!" he cried, and was whimsical."
Brilliant, hysterical stuff. Thanks for this, Grey Elf
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The Grey Elf
Grey Havens
Apr 28 2015, 11:33am
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Hee. Imagine hearing Ian McKellen's voice boom this from your alarm clock! //
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