#DAMMIT GIMLI #I GOT US FRONT ROW SEATS #I THOUGHT YOU WOULD BE SO HAPPY #FRONT ROW SEATS #IT DOESN’T GET ANY BETTER #SO QUIT COMPLAINING #but yes i’ll see if i can find you a booster seat or something
He was tall as a young tree, lithe, immensely strong, able swiftly to draw a great war-bow and shoot down a Nazgûl, endowed with the tremendous vitality of Elvish bodies, so hard and resistant to hurt that he went only in light shoes over rock or through snow, the most tireless of all the Fellowship.
“Come, Mr. Frodo!” he cried. “I can’t carry it for you, but I can carry you and it as well. So up you get! Come on, Mr. Frodo dear! Sam will give you a ride. Just tell him where to go, and he’ll go.”