Oh dear god, I just had the most ridiculous laughing fit I’ve ever enjoyed in a while.

It was a scene from the extended edition of Lord of The Rings: The Two Towers [yes, I only got to watch it today, so shut up already]. It was right after the victory of Rohan at Helm’s Deep, and Gimli was seen sitting down, puffing away at his pipe when Legolas came over, stroked at his glorious bow with pride before he announced,

Legolas: Final count,… Forty-two [orcs].

Gimli: Forty-two? *puff* Oh,… that’s not bad for a pointy-eared Elvish prince such as yourself.

Legolas didn’t look too impressed at that remark.

Gimli: I myself am sitting pretty on forty-threeeeeee…

In the blink of an eye, Legolas shot an arrow between Gimli’s legs, and into the chest of the fallen Orc the dwarf was sitting on.

Legolas: There. Forty-three.

Gimli gave an instant WTF look at Legolas as a proud smug sparkled off the archer’s face.

Gimli: He’s already dead!

Legolas: He was twitching!

Gimli: He was twitching…

Gimli: …’cause he’s got mah axe EMBEDDED IN HIS NERVOUS SYSTEM! *shakes axe*

Orc: *twitch* *twitch*

Fazri: *chokes*

If you would excuse me, I’d like to watch the rest of the saga now.