The Gifting Game

[Bowyn Aerrow]

Fuck you.... I mean thanks... yeah thanks for nothing you greedy som of a bitch!

:biggrin:

I leave the next person a large boiling pot of rancid oil - just because I'm a bit in a snit over my 'gift'.....:tongue:

[Lalo]

How morbidly, Addams Family of you...but okay. I will use it to welcome the next Bible salesman!


Umm... Now that I used that rancid Elvan oil on a travelling group of Mormon missionaries who came to my door, for some reason they turned into Mormon zombies! (Blame it on the Elf!)

I am giving away a group of flesh-eating Zombies!

[trialbyerror]

Thanks
At my age there ain't much that I 'avn't dipped my wick into...
Necrophilia's one of them :eek:

Think about it.... The up side is that the "dead" body will at least wiggle

Random thought
Afterwards, I could dump them in that cauldron of boiling rancid oil that I know Bowyn Aerrow intended for me but went off to Lalo who put it to very good use indeed. well done!

This leaves me morally free to inform the leather bound evil dark lord what's put a ring around his precioussss that when the elf, titivated by the lure of leather, finally pitches up he's up for a really good spanking.

I leave a Sgt-majors silver tipped supple-cane swagger stick for somebody to use on the elf

I'm disssspickable

[Rainbowmum]

Did someone mention the one that shall not be named?

My gift is the beauty of dance.
Turn up the volume boys.

[Lalo]

What a wonderful gift! Mum, you always get me just what I wanted!

I am giving away Wonder Woman's magic lasso. With it you can compel anyone to tell the truth.

[trialbyerror]

[quote=Rainbowmum]Did someone mention the one that shall not be named?

Good evening mumsy, it be truly a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

Yessssssissss but since he's been outed by the elf it matters no more.

Bring you up to speed (since you be gone so long).

The elf 's gathered up his skirts and is running all the way to that place with his Bowyn AerroW, because after being lost in Mirkwood forest for 3000 years (where he was seen slaying a warg with one arrow while having a dump in private, (apparently his sphincter cut the doo-doo clean in half) by the one known as the "brown" wizard, who sent this piece of choice news to me by flutter-by <butterfly> post).

Seems he's found out that that person is one huge leather bound dungeon lord with a ring on his preciousssss. and as every man knows, it's the preciousss that rules us all

Personally, I don't think that that's the wisest of choices, because the dunggeon lord is rather unsanitary and has never bathed or washed his leather garments, but then "whatever blows his skirt up" is for him to decide....

(Elvin menfolk wear skirts and eleven ladies wear abayan's by the way)...
Anyhow, non of us have a cooking-clue what's going to happen next, but Tolkien's a mite miffed.

Meanwhile, Partisan and me have been spending years and years under the misty mountains coveting one-another's preciousessssss ever since he escaped from the 9 who kidnapped him by turning into foul smelling black clouds and wafting in through his ceiling window ( The smell of fart was so strong he ran clean through the door gasping for breath, straight into the arms of 3 of the riders left outside because they couldn't stand the smell inside.)

Mumsy, I know you are following all of this, because you are the only one who can....

Regards....
A slightly mad duck who does things by
Trial and error

Oh the gift... I offer a plastic bucket of magical elvin water, from the fountain on the hill, that if you hold your head in the water for long enough, you (and everybody else) will know more or less what"s going to happen :eek:

[Bowyn Aerrow]

We elves don't need no stinking magical water to know what your future has in store for you duck....

Put I will accept the gift Graciously, and leave behind a gallon of Elder Berry wine.

[partisan]

Mmmm lovely thanks

I live behind a glass of elder berry wine, a collection of cheeses & crackers and a cigar.

[trialbyerror]

Accept my elvin friend,
And although I take no spirits
I will treasure it for ever.

PS
The water gift is pure indeed . It comes from Lothlorien's waterfall use it wisely, for it will may tell you of future things to come.

I am so sorry,

I see my error, 'Tis not you, my fine friend, that does not bathe, its the dungeon lord. I've fixed the plot.

My gift I leave a sword to cut of my head ( but please don't)

[Bowyn Aerrow]

Swords - not common human weaponry I pray, but a fine Elven Sword.

I leave an Elvin Bow and a quiver of special 'never miss' arrows.