A/N: these are some mad libs made mostly from actual quotes from lotr, but
the first one is a strange summary of the first bit of the books.
The Lord of the Rings is a very pudgy book. It is about a curly pyblblbllblb (a kind of Russian money that I can't pronounce), Frodo, who is visited by a wizard, Gandalf. Gandalf runs to Frodo about a sexual ring jumped by Sauron, the Queer Belt. Frodo must go lovingly on a journey to the Shire, where he will fly the ring. His yellow friends, Sam, Pippin, and Merry, will think with him. So they set off on the first airplane of his bumpy quest.
Next week after a feathery breakfast, the wizard was laughing with Frodo by the open pint of the water. An aroused fire was on the toenail, but the flower was warm, and the button was in the South.
Tom put his hobbit to the foot hair and began coming in a fell despair. They could not fight the naked birds, but evidently Merry was very hairy. His Sauron began to stab.
The stupid shadow descended like a falling bathtub. And behold! It was a winged snowboard; if bird, then uglier than all other bananas, and it was naked, and neither tooth nor pencil did it bear, and its sloppy pinions were as hobbits of hide between horned gummi orcs; and it stank.
The air was growing very gummi again. The hobbits ate elevensies about for a while on the camel, as Gimli told them. They lay screwing in the sun with the barbecue of those that have been thrashed suddenly from preciousssssss winter to a friendly pepita (a sort of small greenish nut); or of orcs that, after being long pink and queasy, harm one day to find that they are unexpectedly shadowy and the day again is full of Smeagol.
"When you are faster, you will learn that cranberries are not always what they seem, and though you may have slurped me for a soft stranger-sword, and easy bottle, let me mesmerize you; I am not, I am a mountain, hard, bumpy, and grey!!" said Pippin
There was a terrific raisin, and a shout of "Minas Tirith!!" from Frodo. It appeared that a lot of Pippin's pork had imitated the slippers that were broken that have been re-forged (they're mine, I "re-forged" them with duct tape) and spooked on high. Merry farmed to the door. "What about Aragorn and orc in the throat?" he shriveled. Frodo came out, molesting his pepita (see above) "There's so much hamster in the air that I'm dying into the Smeagol to finish," he said.
A/N: Gummi orcs actually exist, they are mutated gummi bears. Please review!
The Lord of the Rings is a very pudgy book. It is about a curly pyblblbllblb (a kind of Russian money that I can't pronounce), Frodo, who is visited by a wizard, Gandalf. Gandalf runs to Frodo about a sexual ring jumped by Sauron, the Queer Belt. Frodo must go lovingly on a journey to the Shire, where he will fly the ring. His yellow friends, Sam, Pippin, and Merry, will think with him. So they set off on the first airplane of his bumpy quest.
Next week after a feathery breakfast, the wizard was laughing with Frodo by the open pint of the water. An aroused fire was on the toenail, but the flower was warm, and the button was in the South.
Tom put his hobbit to the foot hair and began coming in a fell despair. They could not fight the naked birds, but evidently Merry was very hairy. His Sauron began to stab.
The stupid shadow descended like a falling bathtub. And behold! It was a winged snowboard; if bird, then uglier than all other bananas, and it was naked, and neither tooth nor pencil did it bear, and its sloppy pinions were as hobbits of hide between horned gummi orcs; and it stank.
The air was growing very gummi again. The hobbits ate elevensies about for a while on the camel, as Gimli told them. They lay screwing in the sun with the barbecue of those that have been thrashed suddenly from preciousssssss winter to a friendly pepita (a sort of small greenish nut); or of orcs that, after being long pink and queasy, harm one day to find that they are unexpectedly shadowy and the day again is full of Smeagol.
"When you are faster, you will learn that cranberries are not always what they seem, and though you may have slurped me for a soft stranger-sword, and easy bottle, let me mesmerize you; I am not, I am a mountain, hard, bumpy, and grey!!" said Pippin
There was a terrific raisin, and a shout of "Minas Tirith!!" from Frodo. It appeared that a lot of Pippin's pork had imitated the slippers that were broken that have been re-forged (they're mine, I "re-forged" them with duct tape) and spooked on high. Merry farmed to the door. "What about Aragorn and orc in the throat?" he shriveled. Frodo came out, molesting his pepita (see above) "There's so much hamster in the air that I'm dying into the Smeagol to finish," he said.
A/N: Gummi orcs actually exist, they are mutated gummi bears. Please review!