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For MILO BURROWS, hoping it will be useful, from B.B.;
on a gold pen and ink-bottle. Milo never answered letters.
For ANGELICA’S use, from Uncle Bilbo; on a round convex
mirror. She was a young Baggins, and too obviously con-
sidered her face shapely.
For the collection of HUGO BRACEGIRDLE, from a con-
tributor; on an (empty) book-case. Hugo was a great borrower
of books, and worse than usual at returning them.
For LOBELIA SACKVILLE-BAGGINS, as a PRESENT;
on a case of silver spoons. Bilbo believed that she had
acquired a good many of his spoons, while he was away on
his former journey. Lobelia knew that quite well. When she
arrived later in the day, she took the point at once, but she
also took the spoons.
This is only a small selection of the assembled presents.
Bilbo’s residence had got rather cluttered up with things in
the course of his long life. It was a tendency of hobbit-holes
to get cluttered up: for which the custom of giving so many
birthday-presents was largely responsible. Not, of course,
that the birthday-presents were always new; there were one
or two old mathoms of forgotten uses that had circulated all
around the district; but Bilbo had usually given new presents,
and kept those that he received. The old hole was now being
cleared a little.
Every one of the various parting gifts had labels, written
out personally by Bilbo, and several had some point, or some
joke. But, of course, most of the things were given where
they would be wanted and welcome. The poorer hobbits, and
especially those of Bagshot Row, did very well. Old Gaffer
Gamgee got two sacks of potatoes, a new spade, a woollen
waistcoat, and a bottle of ointment for creaking joints. Old
Rory Brandybuck, in return for much hospitality, got a dozen
bottles of Old Winyards: a strong red wine from the South-
farthing, and now quite mature, as it had been laid down by
Bilbo’s father. Rory quite forgave Bilbo, and voted him a
capital fellow after the first bottle.