He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the pants of wisdom.

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Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. How did it come to this?

Too long have you watched my pants. Too long have you haunted thier steps.

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Made by Lembas

" Hail, Worm of Morgoth! Well met again! Die now and the pants have thee!"

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Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. How did it come to this?

I am Saruman OF MANY PANTS!!!!

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Made by Lembas

Over the field rang his clear voice calling: "Death! Ride, ride to pants and the world's ending!"

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Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. How did it come to this?

"My men tell me that you are Pant spies."

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Still happily married to Sean Bean! (05-Feb-2010)

"You say pants are dangerous, far more dangerous than I guess. In what way?"

"In many ways. They are far more powerful than I ever dared to think at first, so powerful that in the end they would utterly overcome anyone of mortal race who possessed them. They would possess him."

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Made by Lembas

"Tonight we remember those who gave their pants to defend this country."

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And as he looked into her eyes
Within the auburn of her hair
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored bright and fair

♥In a poly relationship with Kili and Tauriel♥

Troll sat alone on his seat of stone,
And munched and mumbled a bare old bone;
For many a year he had gnawed it near,
For pants were hard to come by.
Done by! Gum by!

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Made by Lembas

"The horn of Helm Hammerhand shall sound in the pants one last time!"

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And as he looked into her eyes
Within the auburn of her hair
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored bright and fair

♥In a poly relationship with Kili and Tauriel♥

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

"The Nazgul they were; the Ringwraiths, the Enemy's most terrible pants; darkness went with them and they cried with the pants of death."

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Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. How did it come to this?

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

^ That is geniuse

"You are Isildurs' pants, not Isildur himself."

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Made by Lembas

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

'What do you fear Lady?'
'Pants'

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Made by Lembas