The Duffer Award!

[Lossëndil]

I seem to be noticing al lot of threads that haven't been posted in since March. Why would that be, I wonder.

 

[Miss Freckles]

apparently i killed this one. or rather, all those duffers who didn't reply did. or... ah, confusing.

anyhow, dufferland shall rise again.

dufferland: *rises*
mf: *pushes lossendil off the edge* haha.

 

[Olórin the Wise]

Is Dufferland a cliff, then?

that would't really surprise me, actually.

 

[Lossëndil]

*watches olorin fall off edge of Dufferland*

There he goes, back to the land of the sane. Poor guy.

 

[Olórin the Wise]

Ah, but my beard draws me ever back toward Dufferland...



...ouch.

 

[Lossëndil]

* burns beard*

There he goes again.

 

[Olórin the Wise]

*beard regrows faster than it can be burned*

It has a mind of its own, you see. Which can be annoying sometimes.

 

[Lossëndil]

*throws out beards mind*

Now what will you do?

*burns beard*

 

[Dernhelm]

Wow--lol. So glad to see you again, thread!

 

[Olórin the Wise]

-.-

Why did you throw out the beard's mind? Now it's trying to borrow mine!

 

[Lady Callandra]

you had a mind? 0.o.....oh...so that's what that weird jiggly thing behind the books of cobwebs was...>.>......I think the maid through it out...

 

[Lossëndil]

*throws out Olorin's mind*

That should solve your problem.

 

[Olórin the Wise]

*sigh* Now the beard is fishing for a mind, either mine, its, or somebody else's, out from the edge of the cliff, with a fishpole made out of my left arm and fishing line made of my eyebrow hair and counterfeit dollar bills.

I do wish you people would stop trying to help. Not that I don't appreciate the intention, mind, but it only seems to make things worse.

Beard: A BITE! I GOT A BITE! *pulls up Sturdinae* Oh dear. you're not my mind.
Sturdinae: B-b-but I wanna be a mind... it's better than being an office chair, which is what I was before...
Beard: I suppose you'll have to do. *stuffs Sturdinae inside Olorin's head*
Sturdinae: Awk! Lemme out! *jumps around*

*sigh*

On second thought, any help would probably make things better, at this point.

 

[Dernhelm]

*helps*

Olórin: OWWWWWW!

Dernie: What?

Olórin: That HURTS

Dernie: Really? I didn't know beards had nerve endings . . .

Olórin: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

Dernie: Cutting off the root--or should I say roots--of the problem.

Olórin:

Dernie:

 

[Lossëndil]

beardless olorin. interesting thought.

 

[Smaug]

whos black cloak?

 

[Olórin the Wise]

black cloak n. - A long story made repetitive.

And Derny, my beard is immune to cutting. It developed that little tendency years ago, which is why it's so long today...

 

[Lossëndil]

*scissors Olorin's beard*
Technically, that's not cutting.

 

[Miss Freckles]

i love you guys.

(by the way the very same last words of a certain office chair before he was forcibly removed from office.)

i wonder whether the beard can be, you know, lit on vire...

 

[Smaug]

Beards are for bikers HAHA! I can just see Gandolf on a motorcycle....dude! That would be an awesome banner! if only I knew how to use photoshop......but im too lazy to learn