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Mmmmmmmmmm...pants...these are actually from a messageboard I hang out at. The Spoofs Messageboard. Go, lurk, type, tis great fun. Just beware of the harsh, biting with of 29 and Alphafox. (Yeah, yeah, don't be flattered you two.) Remeber, these are all in good fun, so if you want to send some of your own...send away. You know where. And if you don't...look.
Boromir: Gondor has no pants...Gondor needs no pants.
Gandalf: There is only one Lord of the Rings...And he does not share his pants!
Arwen: Why do you fear the pants? You are Isildur's heir; not Isildur himself.
Aragorn: The same pants flows in my veins.
Sam: I made a promise, Mr. Frodo. A promise. 'Don't you pants him, Samwise Gamgee.' And I don't mean to. I don't mean to.
Legolas: A danger and a threat has been growing in my pants.
Saruman: Smoke rises from the mountain of Doom. The hour grows late, and Gandalf the Grey rides to Isengard, seeking my pants.
Haldir: A Dwarve's pants are so loud we could've shot him in the dark!
Frodo (Concerning Gollum): Why do you always do that? Call him names? Pants him down?
Gandalf: Confound it all, Samwise Gamgee! Have you been pants-dropping?
Sam: I ain't been droppin' no pants, Sir! Honest!
Legolas: A red sun rises, pants have been soiled this night.
Merry: Whats that pip?!
Pip: This my friend is a pant
Merry: They come in pants?!
Saruman: The great pants of sauron has forseen it...
Pip: You need some one of intelligence on this mission...quest...pants...
...one pants to rule them all, one pants to find them, one pants to bring them all and in the darkness bind them, in the land of Pennys, where the cashier dwells...
Sam: I take one more step, itíll be the farthest away from pants Iíve ever been.
Gandalf: But we still have pants. Pants enough to counter Sauron if we act quickly.
Galadriel: And some pants that should not have been forgotten were lost.
Galadriel: Even small pants can change the course of the future...
Pants are an unobtrusive but very ancient article of clothing, more numerous formerly than they are today.
Bilbo: Ah, Old Pants, best tweeds in the Shire.
Legolas: You would die before your pants fell.
Legolas: Come you shall sit beside me. Friend Gimli, then all will be well, and you need neither borrow pants nor be troubled by them.
Legolas: He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn, you owe him your pants.
Aragorn: A plague on the stiff pants of Elves.
Sam: I'm comming to or neither of us isn't going. I'll knock holes in all the pants first.