Gandalf, dwarves and Mr. Baggins! We are met together in the house of our friend and fellow conspirator, this most excellent and audacious hobbit-may the hair on his toes never fall out!
Gandalf, dwarves and Mr. Baggins! We are met together in the house of our friend and fellow conspirator, this most excellent and audacious hobbit-may the hair on his toes never fall out!
Surely you don't disbelieve the prophecies, because you had a hand in bringing them about yourself? You don't really suppose, do you, that all your adventures and escapes were managed by mere luck, just for your sole benefit? You are a very fine person, Mr. Baggins, and I am very fond of you; but you are only quite a little fellow in a wide world after all!
Thief, thief, thief! Baggins! We hates it, we hates it, we hates it forever!
This is a story of how a Baggins had an adventure, and found himself doing and saying things altogether unexpected.
When Mr. Bilbo Baggins of Bag End announced that he would shortly be celebrating his eleventy-first birthday with a party of special magnificence, there was much talk and excitement in Hobbiton.
Chip the glasses and crack the plates Blunt the knives and bend the forks That's what Bilbo hates Smash the bottles and burn the corks Cut the cloth and tread on the fat Pour the milk on the pantry floor Leave the bones on the bedroom mat Splash the wine on every door Dump the crocks in a boiling bowl Pound them up with a thumping pole And when you've finished, if any are whole, Send them down the hall to roll That's what Bilbo Baggins hates So, carefully carefully with the plates.
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