We should totally just write the whole book here one sentence at a time.
Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort. Totally copied this from my head
We should totally just write the whole book here one sentence at a time.
Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort. Totally copied this from my head
Lol! I'm waiting for some one else to join this, but if they don't I'll do the next part.
We should totally just write the whole book here one sentence at a time.
Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort. Totally copied this from my head
It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors.
"Wise words by wise men write wise deeds in wise pen." —Lollimon the Wise
Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort. Totally copied this from my head
It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors.
The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill—The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
Ouch guys, nothing? Really?
"Wise words by wise men write wise deeds in wise pen." —Lollimon the Wise
No going upstairs for the hobbit: bedrooms, bathrooms, cellars, pantries (lots of these), wardrobes (he had whole rooms devoted to clothes), kitchens, dining-rooms, all were on the same floor, and indeed on the same passage.
"Wise words by wise men write wise deeds in wise pen." —Lollimon the Wise
The best rooms were all on the left-hand side (going in), for these were the only ones to have windows, deep-set round windows looking over his garden, and meadows beyond,sloping down to the river.This hobbit was a very well-to-do hobbit, and his name was Baggins
I can't believe I had the same awful signature for nearly 8 years. Sorry for disappearing for 2 months, life happened for a bit.
In a hole in the ground, there lived a tomato and a cucumber. Not a nasty, slimy, wet hole filled with ends of worms and an oozy smell. Nor a dry, bear, sandy hole, with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat. It was a Flobbit hole and that means comfort.
In a hole in the ground, there lived a tomato and a cucumber. Not a nasty, slimy, wet hole filled with ends of worms and an oozy smell. Nor a dry, bear, sandy hole, with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat. It was a Flobbit hole and that means comfort.
One day, Randalf came to visit, bringing ill news of a magic bean.
Sig by RomeNZ
Goodbye LMBs...
