Charming, I am, no?

Not mine, but hilarious.

Here, Frodo. Take this ring I just pulled out of a blazing hot fire with tongs in your bare hand, will you?

Yes, precious, we will win this hide and seek game. We will beat the cuddly hobbitses and the fat hobbitses...

What do you mean, Eowyn? You DON'T like the pale, pasty undead look?!

Hi ho, Silver!

Somehow, I imagined I'd die in the arms of a beautiful elven maid, not a scruffy, sweaty ranger...

Look into my eyes, my lovely, creepy purple eyes...

Hmph. Galadriel SO copied my hairstyle.

Do you know where the children are? *ahem* Sorry, force of habit.

OK, Legolas, you win. Even Maiar can't walk on snow. You still don't have to gloat like that!