"Have a Blessed Day!" said Bilbo, and he meant it.

"Have a Blessed Day!" said Bilbo, and he meant it. The sun was shining, and the grass was very green. But Gandalf looked at him from under long bushy eyebrows that stuck out further than the brim of his shady hat.

"What do you mean?" he said. "Do you wish me a blessed day,
or mean that it is a blessed day whether I want it or not;
or that you feel blessed this day; or that it is a day to be blessed on?"

"All of them at once," said Bilbo. "And a very fine day for a pipe of tobacco out of doors, into the bargain. If you have a pipe about you, sit down and have a fill of mine! There"s no hurry, we have all the day before us!" Then Bilbo sat down on a seat by his door, crossed his legs, and blew out a beautiful grey ring of smoke that sailed up into the air without breaking and floated away over The Hill.

"Very pretty!" said Gandalf. "But I have no time to blow smoke-rings this morning. Tobacco is a disgusting and vile habit, and you just stepped down a notch in my estimation! I am looking for someone to share in an electoral adventure that I am arranging, and it"s very difficult to find anyone."

"I should think so—in these parts! We Democrats are plain quiet folk
and have no use for adventures. Nasty disturbing uncomfortable
things! Make you late for dinner! I can"t think what anybody sees in
them," said our Mr. Baggins, and stuck one thumb behind his braces,
and blew out another even bigger smoke-ring.

Then he took out his morning blogger, and began to read, pretending to take no more notice
of the old man. He had decided that he was not quite his sort, and wanted him to go away.
But the old man did not move. He stood leaning on his stick and gazing at the hobbit
without saying anything, till Bilbo got quite uncomfortable and even a little cross.

"Have a Blessed Day!" he said at last. "We don"t want any adventures
here, thank you! You might try over The Hill or across The Beltway."

By this he meant that the conversation was at an end.

"What a lot of things you do use Have a Blessed Day for!" said Gandalf.
"Now you mean that you want to get rid of me, and that it won"t be
blessed till I move off."

:evilgrin:

if you want to abuse an author, may I suggest l. Ron Hubbard. :)

Didn't you see the
"When I hear someone say 'Have a Blessed Day' I reach for my revolver"
flame-fest? ;-)

i have missed another flame fest:bounce:

Yellow Book -- er, Search is your key to enlightenment.

Say that you desire "pizza"... or merely a blessed day...

The Answer is Within. :hippie:

Welcome to Democratic Underground... Mr. Gatchaman.

Note the resemblance to notorious Hubbard alter ego Bob Dobbs:

**

Whenever someone says "Welcome to Red Lobster, Mr..."

It makes me nervous. Especially in Red Lobster.

How should I respond? "same to you, buddy"?

or should I deliver a lightning-speed karate kick,

just in case they are an Agent of Scientology? ;-)