Grey_Wolf
12-30-2005, 09:12 AM
Gandalf has a dog! :eek:
*Yeah! :D and it's the Balrog.*
After defeating it at the top of the peak.
"Comesy, comesy, little balrog, Master got some nice treats for you."
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* After Gandald sufficiently docilified the Balrog*
G. fills a bowl with Pedigree Moria Plus and the ravenous balrog devours the nutricious contents in one go.
"Good, good, Bally, now drink some water, too, so you won't get a tummy ache."
Bally: grumph, grumph, sloppery-slop.
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Gandald was out walking his pet balrog Bally when the domiciled monster spotted some, to his thinking, juicy elves. Ferociously straining on the leash caused it to snap and Bally went off on rampage snapping up the elves in one go.
"Bally,Baaaallllyyyy, come back right this minute." shouted G." Heel, heel, bally. Bad, bad balrog. There'll be no fun and games tonight." G. said as the balrog returned with elven blood flowing from his fangs, his head lowered in shame, cowering under his wings.
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Gandald was out again with his pet balrog Bally.
Bally pulled and strained on the leash wanting to go his own way.
"Heel, heel, Bally. Stay put by my side. And no chomping of elves this time." Gandald said severly.
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Gandald was out walking with Bally again when the balrog spotted a gang of Dwarves. Immediately he began straining on the leash.
"Heel, Bally, heel. I'll capture them for you and we'll have a nice bbq back home."
That settled it for Bally who loved bbq's.
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Gandald was sitting in his favourite armchair reading the Middle Earth Daily News when Bally came stomping in with basketball in his jaws.
Snorting and lashing the floor with his wip and spinning around in a jubilant dance he looked at Gandald in imploringly.
Gandald put down his newspaper.
"Bally, can't you see I'm busy. You're old enough play by yourself." he said.
Bally did another wip and spin routine, pleading for a round of one-on-one.
"Ok, Bally, let's go outside." Gandald said putting the paper aside.
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Gandald sulked after he'd been soundly whooped in the one-on-one basket game he'd played with Bally - who, with paws raised triumphantly, rushed about in a mad dance of victory.
"That's the last time I'll ever play with you, Bally. You hadn't told me you were Hoop Champion of Moria League."
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Gandald was at the Mall with Bally leashed outside to a lamp-post. Bally was howling on the top of his lungs.
Suddenly, over the speakers came the message:
"Hrmph, will the owner of the huge monster left on a leash outside please come to the information desk."
"He's scaring away all the customers!"
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It was Christmas Eve at Gandald and Bally's house and the latter was getting restless.
Under Christmas tree a small mountain of presents lay waiting to be handed over and opened.
"No, Bally, we have to eat for 5 hours first then we'll have the traditional giving of presents."
Bally grumpily went out in the snowy park to find some dwarves or elves to munch on because he didn't particularly care for Gandald's Christmas menue.
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Late in the evening just before New Year's Eve Gandald wakes up to horrific racket.
WHOMP! WHOMP! WHOMP! WHOMP! and a final KHAA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Rushing and around the corner of the house Gandald finds Bally standing by G's now explosively vanished fireworks factory.
"BAAAALLLLLYYYYYYYY!!! What have I told about you sneaking off and have a cig just anywhere you please." Gandald roars, his eyes flash like lightning.
*Yeah! :D and it's the Balrog.*
After defeating it at the top of the peak.
"Comesy, comesy, little balrog, Master got some nice treats for you."
************************************************** **
* After Gandald sufficiently docilified the Balrog*
G. fills a bowl with Pedigree Moria Plus and the ravenous balrog devours the nutricious contents in one go.
"Good, good, Bally, now drink some water, too, so you won't get a tummy ache."
Bally: grumph, grumph, sloppery-slop.
************************************************** ******
Gandald was out walking his pet balrog Bally when the domiciled monster spotted some, to his thinking, juicy elves. Ferociously straining on the leash caused it to snap and Bally went off on rampage snapping up the elves in one go.
"Bally,Baaaallllyyyy, come back right this minute." shouted G." Heel, heel, bally. Bad, bad balrog. There'll be no fun and games tonight." G. said as the balrog returned with elven blood flowing from his fangs, his head lowered in shame, cowering under his wings.
************************************************** ********
Gandald was out again with his pet balrog Bally.
Bally pulled and strained on the leash wanting to go his own way.
"Heel, heel, Bally. Stay put by my side. And no chomping of elves this time." Gandald said severly.
************************************************** ********
Gandald was out walking with Bally again when the balrog spotted a gang of Dwarves. Immediately he began straining on the leash.
"Heel, Bally, heel. I'll capture them for you and we'll have a nice bbq back home."
That settled it for Bally who loved bbq's.
************************************************** ********
Gandald was sitting in his favourite armchair reading the Middle Earth Daily News when Bally came stomping in with basketball in his jaws.
Snorting and lashing the floor with his wip and spinning around in a jubilant dance he looked at Gandald in imploringly.
Gandald put down his newspaper.
"Bally, can't you see I'm busy. You're old enough play by yourself." he said.
Bally did another wip and spin routine, pleading for a round of one-on-one.
"Ok, Bally, let's go outside." Gandald said putting the paper aside.
************************************************** ********
Gandald sulked after he'd been soundly whooped in the one-on-one basket game he'd played with Bally - who, with paws raised triumphantly, rushed about in a mad dance of victory.
"That's the last time I'll ever play with you, Bally. You hadn't told me you were Hoop Champion of Moria League."
************************************************** ********
Gandald was at the Mall with Bally leashed outside to a lamp-post. Bally was howling on the top of his lungs.
Suddenly, over the speakers came the message:
"Hrmph, will the owner of the huge monster left on a leash outside please come to the information desk."
"He's scaring away all the customers!"
************************************************** ********
It was Christmas Eve at Gandald and Bally's house and the latter was getting restless.
Under Christmas tree a small mountain of presents lay waiting to be handed over and opened.
"No, Bally, we have to eat for 5 hours first then we'll have the traditional giving of presents."
Bally grumpily went out in the snowy park to find some dwarves or elves to munch on because he didn't particularly care for Gandald's Christmas menue.
************************************************** *******
Late in the evening just before New Year's Eve Gandald wakes up to horrific racket.
WHOMP! WHOMP! WHOMP! WHOMP! and a final KHAA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Rushing and around the corner of the house Gandald finds Bally standing by G's now explosively vanished fireworks factory.
"BAAAALLLLLYYYYYYYY!!! What have I told about you sneaking off and have a cig just anywhere you please." Gandald roars, his eyes flash like lightning.