Man holsters a pair of Colt 45’s, gets on horse and rides off into the distance. A man and a boy watch him depart, the man waving goodbye. The boy looks up at his father (for it is he) quizzically:
Boy: ‘Who was that masked man, Paw?’
Paw: ‘Why don’t you know? That was Dimple Knotwise of Whitfurrows. Now you wave, Boy!’
Both of them wave while Dimple Knotwise of Whitfurrows becomes a speck on the horizon. Rousing music by Rossini.
I am Berilac Gamgee-Took of Bywater. Which makes sense, because I work in the restaurant field. Our man Samwise was a hell of a cook, and a Mean gardener. I have a 2 acre lawn, and a 80" by 40" garden, which now is dieing (sp),in the Ohio sun.
P.S. This is my first post. It just seemed fated,I planned on registering tonight. I was going to wait to post, but this topic called to me. So, here I am.
GOLDIE BOGGY HILLOCKS here. How I got the name Goldie puzzles me, since I am of the penised persuasion, but mom and dad were known to have some gender problems.
Any of you other Boggy Hillocks feel that the name might be a physical insult of some sort?
It’s a good thing we’re not in Kazakhstan. I just heard on NPR that the police there are arresting Hobbits! :eek:
Apparently there is a movement there of people who are big Tolkein fans and they dress and act like Hobbits. Even to the point of acting out scenes from the book.
It sounds like the police are in the habit of arresting anyone who leads (their words) “an alternative lifestyle”. Like Hobbits, street musicians, etc…
I’d post a link, but NPR doesn’t put their Morning Edition show on the web until the afternoon.
We’re a small but proud family and we all look great in our lab coats at the Boffin reunions. Cousin Olo and I always look forward to seeing the Boffins from the classy part of the forest,** Bramblerose, Autumn and Marmadas ** when we journey to Needlehole. It’s a highly restricted neighborhood and they only let us in once a year so we can gawk at the sights - bulging larders, cozy 20-room burrows with pool tables and in-house breweries. Sigh.
Over the years we’ve been able to pick up a lot of the glassware, though, and a few souvenir ashtrays. This year we’re hoping for some towels, since there’s talk of a Hobbit Dopefest and there’s a strong possibility that some of our hosts will relax their vigilance a bit more than normal.
By the way, I’m named Wilcomb after g’grandfather, who was a storyteller of some reknown – at least that’s what he told us.
Hmmmm. I’d heard there was another Sancho Sandybanks about. Are you Aunt Tanglefoot SandyBanks’ child?
No matter. All the Sandybanks’ are meeting at my place in Frogmorton for a pint and a sleepover, if you’re interested.
Fellow Frogmortons – I introduce to you Daisy Toadfoot (myself) and Falstoph Toadfoot (spouse) of Frogmorton. It appears we have a relative on the board!
Pleased to meet you all…My name is Rosie-Posie Broadbelt of Buckland. When I am masquerading as a man, however, I use the name Fard Broadbelt of Buckland. And when I get tired of the hobbit server calling me fat (but at least I live in a good area!), I call myself by my screen name of Orangeblossom Took of Great Smials. My mother, here, is named Ruby Loamsdown of Deephallow. I rather like her name better. How do you do?
Tigerlily Gamgee-Took of Bywater
Hee hee I like tigerlily!!!
My boyfriend’s name is…
Grigory Knotwise of Michel Delving
My best friends names are…
Rosie-Posie Took of Great Smials
Rosie Took of Great Smials
Till Sandybanks of Frogmorton
THIS IS SOOO CUTE!!!