In Lord of the Rings Online, out in the woods near Bree, lives Old Man Bauman. He had a farm. (It’s a long story.)
Now he spends his days whittling.
Day after day, he’s whittling these … devices. Thought me, demand must be really high.
Then, I gained a few levels and moved on to the Lone-Lands where I met Constable Ashleaf.
Obviously, demand is much higher than I thought.
UPDATE!!
The Forsaken Inn whittler is a supplier too!
FFS. It’s a goddamn national pasttime.
Looks like one of these: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dildo
I would guess the wooden type might be popular among the woman-folk of Middle Earth.
No thanks. Splinters…
What’s pleasure without a little pain…… 😛
But … splinters? I’ll pass! 🙂
Guess it brings a whole new meaning to the phrase “I have a woody”.
or
Got Wood?
I could go on and on but I won’t for everyone’s sanity 😀
You wooden’t!
Or wood you?
…….Wow
…This post’s greatest value seems to lie in its ability to elicit some of the worst jokes from its commenters.
That’s a compliment, natch.