CHAPTER 2 OF THE INSANITY

WHEN LOTR MEMBERS GET TO MUCH TO DRINK: FRODO/SAM

"A toast to Rose's and your 12 child!"  Frodo said, having a toast with Sam.

"Yeah, and I (hic) had a lot of fun making that 12 child. (hic)"  Sa replied, by now, he was already very drunk.

"Sam! Not out loud!"

"Say Mr. Frodo, Sir, (hic) I think (hic) we should have a (hic) drinking contest."

"Sam, I don't think that is a good idea…"

"C'mon…don't (hic) chicken out on me Sir…"

"Alright Sam…" Frodo said. "Why did I just agree?"  

"Ok, on your (hic) marks…get set… (hic)…GO!" Sam screamed and Frodo and he started chugging the pints.

After 30 minutes, Frodo stopped not able to drink anymore with out regurgitating it.

After 45 minutes, Sam was still chugging it down.

After 1 hour, Sam was still going. He grabbed another glass, and bung it to his lips, started drinking. He emptied the class and then suddenly upchucked in it.

"Sam! (Hic) I think you're done for (hic) tonight…" Frodo said, stumbling up.

"Ok Mr. Frodo…" Sam said, upchucking on the bartender before getting up.

As they walked, or stumbled rather, to Frodo's house, Sam decided he had to piss. "Hold on Master Frodo, I have some business to attend to real quick like." And he walked over to a bush.

10 minutes later Sam was still going.

15 minutes later, he was still relieving himself.

17 minutes later he finally ended. "Ah much better…(hic)…AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  He screamed and fell to the ground, rolling and crying, holding his wanger.

"Frodo! Help I zipped up Mr. Handcock here in my zipper!! Poor Mr. Handcock!" Sam screamed, looking at the zipped up third leg.

"You named your (hic) dick?"

"Don't call Mr. Handcock a dick!! He talks to me a lot… he really talks to me when I jump in the sac with Rose."

"Disturbing yet interesting… (Hic)"

"Touch him Master Frodo, I am too afraid…he might not be alive…"

"Um…Sam…How about I go get (hic) Rose?"

"No! I don't want her to know Mr. Handcock is hurt!"

"(Hic)…But… (Hic)"

"For Mr. Handocock!!"

"Ok… (Hic)." As Frodo said this he poked 'Mr.Handcock'.

"Did you touch him, I didn't feel it… (Hic)" Sam said, and Frodo tapped it harder this time.  Sam shook his head. Frodo smacked it this time. Sam shook his head again. Frodo looked around and saw a stick and smashed Mr. Handcock with it. "I FELT IT!!!!!!"  Sam screamed and started to cry.

Frodo feeling sorry for Sam and being drunk started to sooth Mr. Handcock by rubbing it. "Is he dead Master Frodo?"

"Well…the little mister is limp…" he said while rubbing it. "Wait, I see some movement!"

"Harry Handcock is alive! Kiss him for me since I am paralyzed."  Sam said, and Frodo bent down and as soon as his lips touched Harry Handcock, the door opened to the house and an old woman stepped out.

"What is all this commotion?" she asked, and looked down. Frodo was frozen in place, eyes looking at the old lady. She started gasping for breath, and fell down and started having some sort of seizure.

10 minutes later, Frodo finally moved, and by now the old lady had stopped having seizures and lay motionless.  

Frodo walked over to feel a pulse, and there was none…He turned to Sam and shook his head. Sam suddenly gasped, and he heard someone else walking to the door.

"Run." Sam whispered and he got up, and pulled Harry out of the zipper of death, and ran, Frodo close behind.

"Grandma? GRANDMA! NO!!!!"  The little girl screamed.

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Ok, I think this is a lot better than the 1st chapter. Review please.

*freak on a leash*