Cows are evil.
Cows are evil. Keep that in mind.
The other day Pippin and I decided to smoke our pipes. We were smoking for about an hour when I said,"Hey, let's go mess with people!"
I've been hiding for a month. A MONTH. Ok, here's what happened: About a month ago, me and Aragorn started playing hide and go seek. It was his turn to seek. Before he started counting, I had the perfect hiding place picked out. So when he closed his eyes, I took the lampshad off the nearest lamp, put it on my head, and stood behind him about a foot away. He counted to 50, or maybe it was 100, then he said "Ready or not, here I come!" He kind of stood there for a moment looked behind him and looked straight at me three times, THREE TIMES, before he took a ham sandwich out of his pocket and ate it. Then he went outside to look for me, got distracted by something shiney, threw a shovel at a tree, ate another sandwich, and started to run away towards the shire singing The Llama Song. Well, that night, when Arwen came home, she thought I was a lamp, so she tried clicking me on by pulling my hair. After a moment, she realized it was me and kept pulling my hair.