Great, now I’m picturing Gollum throwing tree trunks around in a kilt. There should definitely be a bag-piping element to tough man competitions.
Gollum, heaving caber at Bilbo: “Where is My Preciousss!”
That’s a common problem. Also shows up sometimes when you’ve played for a long time - the lips cease to grip and you start blowing spit. (Yeah, it’s a charming instrument. Wait till you get discussions of how to keep mould from growing in the bag.)
It’s just that the lip muscles need strengthening, by more practice. Stronger lips = longer playing time. (And other benefits of an amorous nature… 
)
OMG, Anastasaeon and Tiggrkitty played Everquest?
I KNEW IT! SEXY WOMEN DO PLAY EQ!!!
::HEAD EXPLODES:: 
HEY! Whattabout ME?!?
pulls out her Illusion:Troll spell and glares at Rufus Xavier
GULP
Are you offering yourself up as an example of the contrary?
/flees at top speed
Sheesh Athena, I should assume you’re sexy, too? How about a photo or something?At least I’ve seen pix of the others…
psssst, Rufus: tip to live by: all women are sexy. Never, ever, suggest the contrary. Now, run!
He’s gone, now, Athena. No need to waste any spells.
Played? I’m playing right now, in another window. My druid is kiting Spirocs in Tim Deep, so I’m oom and hanging out here during downtime.
Whoa, Johnny dude, that’s not your chanter, that’s your bong!
Now I’ve got an image of Gollum in a kilt with a caber in one hand, a bagpipe under one arm, smoking a bong! Stop it! dying of laughter
What is this Everquest you all speak of?
I could send you to the official site, but this will give you more insight into the community itself.
In short: Everquest, or EQ, is an online roleplaying game with amazing layers of interactivity. It is quite nearly as addictive as the SDMB.
Northern Piper: I knew that, I was just trying to get a link to her photo!
Head hurt Northern Piper? Maybe you are working on the wrong tune. Forget “Home of the Highland heather, home of my heart fore ever;” forget The Something Or Other’s Farewell to Where Ever. Work or a real tune, a rant. Try this:
Oh, come ye dogs
And sons of dogs,
Oh, come ye here
On flesh to feed.
Then hand your pipes to an attending boy, draw your broadsword and go in screaming the name of your clan.
That’ll cure any head ache.
I disagree. I once had a girlfriend who played the oboe, and she kissed like a horse.
I own a chanter and I’m proud to say I learned to play the entire melody of Amazing Grace (including gracenotes) without passing out. That’s probably as far as I’ll ever get as a piper though.
…and you can make this comparison why exactly? :eek:
**June ** must not have heeded the advice of a friend of mine - she often unintentionally invents new sayings out of perfectly good existing ones:
“Never lick a gift horse in the mouth.”
Or perhaps it was because she sent June a gift horse and observed the results… which gives June the experience (and basis for comparison) and gave birth to this version of the saying… it’s all making sense to me now!
[/hijiack]
Sorry about your head, Piper. The only advice I can give is put the lime in the coconut and call me in the morning.
Alternative account of how Bilbo acquired the Ring:
Gollum: What hass it gots in itss pocketsss!
Bilbo: Hey, man, be cool! Try a pull on this! [Bilbo hands Gollum the bong.]
Gollum: What hass its gots in itss pocketsss! What hass [long inhale] it gotss… [series of long inhales] potecktss… this thing iss preciousss… preciouss… hey, hobbit dude, you can keep that pocketsss thing … what wasss it … [more long inhales] be cool… wass thing were we talking about? [series of Gollum giggles] watch out for little goblinsss…
[Bilbo starts to edge away]
Gollum: bye, bye, hobbit guy [Gollum giggle] it rhymesss! wait - do you have any sssandwichesss in your pocketss? Gollum’ss hungry, my precciousss…very hungry…
[Bilbo pops ring on and walks away]
[series of Gollum giggles and long inhaling sounds in the dark]
Gollum (shrieking in the dark): It’sss gone out! No more wacky pipe-weed! Baggins! We … we … we hatess it forever!
falls over laughing
bows in awe and admiration of Northern Piper once more
Well, I’d like to say I’ve kissed an actual horse, but I’ve never been that daring (and I’ve never found a horse that seemed willing).
I have, however, fed horses from the palm of my hand and felt their muscular lips writhing against my palm. Now imagine the same feeling on your face…