It was a fine day. The sun was shining brightly in the sky, the birds were chirping, everything was absolutely perfect for Frodo and Sam's date. Except for one thing. NO SAM! Frodo wondered where Sam was, but since phones hadn't been invented yet, he couldn't get in touch with him. Sam had stood Frodo up.



The next day…

On his way to geometry, Frodo spotted Sam.

"Hey Sam, how come you stood me yesterday? I had a picnic set up and everything. It would have been perfect. No Gandalf or Aragorn, just me and you, sweetie!"

"Oh, sorry Frodo, I think I need to take a break from being gay. It's kind of getting on my nerves, if you know what I mean. There are like… so many cute guys out there, and I don't know which one to choose from. You know?! You're cute and all, but I think that I can do better than you."

"Really Sam? Is that true? Then I'm breaking up with you! Good bye!"

Frodo slapped Sam across the face.

Suddenly, it turns into an all out brawl. Both fighting each other, pinching, scratching, biting. They were doing anything that they could to get the upper hand. Eventually, their teacher, Gandalf stepped out of the classroom.

The rooms suddenly seemed like it was shrinking, and Gandalf seemed to be getting larger. Thunder crashed around the hallway, and a giant gale of wind appeared from nowhere.

"What in hell is going on here?!" Shouted the enraged Gandalf. Here I am, in the classroom with a lovely lady named Arwin, and you two are fighting!"

Frodo and Sam look over to the door of Gandalf's classroom, and Arwin walks out in nothing but her underwear. Sam and Frodo take one look at each other, and in unison they both say,

"Hell! Being gay sucks!"



So Sam, Frodo, and Arwin get married, and leave Gandalf behind.

The End… (for now)