Me small feets are achin' from the long walk hither but gimme an elven wine or two an' I'll be dancin' on the table untill dawn, ‘specially to those wonderfull song ya lads are singin’
Now there's a lady of mine taste…one who can stand up for herself… Excuse me lady, but could I have a zip of that wine of yours? Just a taste ya know?!
Hugi notar vefkökur til að bæta notendaupplifun á vefsíðunni og greina umferð um hana.
Einnig hefur Hugi uppfært persónuverndarstefnu sína. Skoðaðu stefnuna hér..