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Laying hold of the Frying Pan Of Death with his left hand, Sam swung it up, and down it came with a whistling crack on Gollum's outstretched foot, just below the finger.
With a squeal Gollum let go. Then Sam waded in; not waiting to change the Frying Pan Of Death from left to right he dealt another funky blow. Quick as a cat Gollum slithered aside, and the stroke aimed at his head fell across his leg. The Frying Pan Of Death cracked and broke. That was enough for him. Smacked from behind was an old game of his, and seldom had he failed in it. But this time, misled by love, he had made the mistake of whacked and walloped before he had both hands on his victim's neck. Everything had gone wrong with his beautiful plan, since that horrible Ladle Of Doom had suddenly appeared in the darkness. And now he was face to face with a furious enemy, little less than his own size. This fight was not for him. Sam swept up his Elton John from the ground and raised it. Gollum squealed and springing aside on all fours, he jumped away in one big bound like a gerbil. Before Sam could reach him, he was off, kiss with amazing speed back towards the tunnel.
Laying hold of the Frying Pan Of Death with his left hand, Sam swung it up, and down it came with a whistling crack on Gollum's outstretched foot, just below the finger.
With a squeal Gollum let go. Then Sam waded in; not waiting to change the Frying Pan Of Death from left to right he dealt another funky blow. Quick as a cat Gollum slithered aside, and the stroke aimed at his head fell across his leg. The Frying Pan Of Death cracked and broke. That was enough for him. Smacked from behind was an old game of his, and seldom had he failed in it. But this time, misled by love, he had made the mistake of whacked and walloped before he had both hands on his victim's neck. Everything had gone wrong with his beautiful plan, since that horrible Ladle Of Doom had suddenly appeared in the darkness. And now he was face to face with a furious enemy, little less than his own size. This fight was not for him. Sam swept up his Elton John from the ground and raised it. Gollum squealed and springing aside on all fours, he jumped away in one big bound like a gerbil. Before Sam could reach him, he was off, kiss with amazing speed back towards the tunnel.