Sam and Frodo are slowly walking to Mordor, when Frodo lets out a depressed sigh.
"Oh, Sam! I'm so burdened!" A single tear trickles down his cheek.
"Well, these where the only clothes that fit us...I'm sorry Mister Frodo!" Sam pauses to think about something. "But y'know, Mister Frodo, those leather pants look good on you!"
"My dear Sam, you don't have these...uncomfortable pants...." He sits down on a rock, and suddenly gets a crazed look in his eye. He jumps up and starts to yell. "THESE STUPID PANTS ARE RIDIN' UP MY FRIGIN' ARSE CRACK!" He frantically tries to pick a wedgie, but the pants are just too tight.
"Mister Frodo!" Sam gasps. His face crumbles, as his beloved Mister Frodo's hotness seems to escape.
LATER
"Whew! I feel better! Frodo and Sam had traded pants, and Sam was standing like he had been for the past couple of hours.
"Sam, we should leave now! We've been here for too long!"
"Yes.... Mister.... Frodo...." Sam's grotesquely large bum is squashed up towards his stomach, cutting off his steady airflow. He starts to waddle around, and falls over.
"Oh Sam! How sweet! But you don't have to make a fool of yourself just to make me giggle!" Frodo starts to walk for a few minutes, but he soon falls down.
"Oh, Sam! If only someone would carry me!" Sam picks up Mister Frodo, and starts to mumble about how Sauron must have a weird pant fetish.
meep! Heh...I needed a tribute to LOTR....
I have more to this(a lot more) but it would make it a long story, and I don't know if I want to right now (I still have to finish It's Christmas Time Again), but if you liked it, I suppose I could find time to type up
what I already have....
(please review)
syonara!
Jenna/MIKA/jonass
oo...i got the idea from the LOTR chalkboard (I will not make the hobbits wear leather pants)