When Bilbo, thankfully invisible, *Phew, I don't have to look at his ugly outfits any more! Hallelujah!* arrived in Bag End, he took off the Ring. *Oh, darn it!*

He chuckled merrily as he walked into his living room. Then Gandalf surprised him, again. This just seems to keep happening, doesn't it? Case of déjà vu?

"I suppose you think that was terribly clever," said Gandalf, all wise-ishly.

"Come on, Gandalf," said Bilbo. "It was just a bit of fun. Oh, you're probably right, as usual."

"There are many magic rings in this world, Bilbo Baggins," said Gandalf, boringly. "And none of them should be used lightly." Emphasis on that last word, just in case the italics don't work when I post this.

"Well too bad," Bilbo said, pouting sulkily. "You're just a stupid poop- head!" (Can you believe that he thinks he's old?! Oh well, I guess hobbits are always young at heart. Or maybe young at brain.). *This scene was later cut from the movie, at the request of Ian Holm*

They talk for a long time. I was sooooo boring, I think I fell asleep, last time I watched it. (Slow fast-forwarding VCRs really bug me.) So, we'll skip to the leaving of Bilbo (Hurrah!!!) and the entrance of Frodo. (Oh darn, I thought going forward would bring something better.) So, Bilbo walks out of the door, after a dramatic dropping of the Ring at a dramatic speed of .231 mph. (Something else boring.) And walks down the road, singing a song he wrote himself:

The Road goes ever On and On,
Down from the Do-or where it began,

(And enter, Frodo.) We hear Frodo's voice calling, "Bilbo! Bilbo!" and he rushes through the door. He looks around Bag End, and sees Gandalf sitting by the fire. (Did he suddenly look even more disappointed, or was I just imagining it?)

"He's gone, hasn't he?" Well, don't see him anywhere; do you, Frodo, bedarned blind son-of-drowned-Drogo?

Frodo looks down at the floor (But why?) where now lies Bilbo's Ring. (Funeral march, please!) A change comes over Frodo. He leans over to pick up the Ring, and many words flash through his mind, many of which are along the lines of: Ooohoohoo! Prettyprettyprettypretty, oooooo, precious, my precious, my pretty precious, ooohoohoo, precious, prettyprettyprettyprettyprettyprettyprettypretty!! Preciooooooouuuuuuussss!!!

He picks up the Ring and walks over to Gandalf. Gandalf has been sitting in a chair, thinking, during all of this. We can tell that he's comfortable, because he's sitting in a wooden chair in front of the fire, puffing a very smoky pipe. As he pumps gallons of nicotine and tar into his lungs, he mutters "Riddles of the Dark" and "Precious."

When Frodo comes to stand next to him, he looks very surprised. Why? Because the Ring hadn't been phased (finally, I found the right word!!!) through Shadowcat, er, Frodo's hand. Just kidding! Actually, he's surprised because "Frodo" could hold the Ring without be affected by the evil evil Dark Lord Sauron!!! (dunh dunh dunnnnnhhh!!!) *hee hee hee, scary music!! Be afraid, Frodo, be very afraid!!*

So, anyway, they spend several minutes talking about Bilbo (yawn.how very boring) and finally establish that Gandalf (or Frodo, but he doesn't count) has no idea what he's talking about.

Their conclusion is that Gandalf needs to take a ride on his Pretty Pretty Pony to figure out what the heck they're talking about. Frodo hears something about "secret and safe" before Gandalf whisks away to find answers to his "questions, questions that need answering, you'll be alright, Frodo." So, Gandalf rides away on his prized My Little Pony, life- size.