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*ESTELADUIAL!! YOU ARE NOT MOVING TO TEXAS!!!!! YOU HEAR?! YOU WILL NOT LIVE WHERE THE BIGGEST IDIOT IN THE WORLD HAS!!! OK?! NOOOOOOO!!!!!!
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Gimli The Crossing Guard
Chapter 1. Filling Out Registration Forms
Gimli had no job. He decided to go to the office to apply for one that took little schooling and almost no effort. He opened the glass door, the chimes tinkled merrily above his head. He jumped at the sound and hacked it off the doorframe with his ax. The lady behind the counter looked up at him and said, "You comin' for a job, or to vandalize public property?"
"A job? FOR ME!!!!!" He declared, standing on a coffee table, pointing at himself.
"Oook. Fill this out sir," She handed him a large stack of papers, a pen, and a #2 pencil.
He plopped down onto an overstuffed chair and started writing.
"Guhh, Guhh, Guh, Guhhhh, Guh, GUH!!!" Gimli said, filling out his crossing guard application.
"Guhh, Guhh, Guhhhh, Guhhh, GUH, GUHHH, GUHHH!!!" He said, even louder.
The old lady at the desk looked at him skeptically. She slowly lowered her eyeglasses even lower than from the tip of her nose. (Almost impossible, but those old folks somehow manage)
"Guhh, guh, guhh, guh, guh, guh, GUH!!" Gimli shouted, putting a hole in his paper because he was writing on his lap. His pen fell on the ground.
"GUH GUH!!!" He shouted in fury, snatching It up. He did it with such haste that it broke from catching onto the edge of his ax. Black ink splurted out all over his face.
"GUUUUHHHH!!!!" He screamed in fury, yanking several issues of 'Cosmopolitan' off the stands and ravaging his face in a poor effort to wipe the ink off.
"GUH!!! GUHGUHGUHGUH!!!" He hollered, as pages of makeup and bikini ads flew all over the room. The remnants stuck to Gimlie's face. A single page that was advertising 'Britney's 4-Wheeler's' floated over to the secretary's desk. She looked at it in disgust, then shot a glare at Gimli who was now stumbling around the room, face and body covered in pages of beauty secrets and hot guy pinups, slashing with his ax in anger, ripping apart issues of 'Time', 'Seventeen', and 'Crossing Guard Weekly' right off their display rack. They cascaded around him and covered the floor. Gimli was 'GUH GUH-ing' the whole time.
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Ook, So review if ya want more, and I need suggestionz too. Therez gonna be a sort of competition between Gimli and Legolas, who also becomes a crossing guard, in later chapz.
ANON!!!
*ESTELADUIAL!! YOU ARE NOT MOVING TO TEXAS!!!!! YOU HEAR?! YOU WILL NOT LIVE WHERE THE BIGGEST IDIOT IN THE WORLD HAS!!! OK?! NOOOOOOO!!!!!!
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Gimli The Crossing Guard
Chapter 1. Filling Out Registration Forms
Gimli had no job. He decided to go to the office to apply for one that took little schooling and almost no effort. He opened the glass door, the chimes tinkled merrily above his head. He jumped at the sound and hacked it off the doorframe with his ax. The lady behind the counter looked up at him and said, "You comin' for a job, or to vandalize public property?"
"A job? FOR ME!!!!!" He declared, standing on a coffee table, pointing at himself.
"Oook. Fill this out sir," She handed him a large stack of papers, a pen, and a #2 pencil.
He plopped down onto an overstuffed chair and started writing.
"Guhh, Guhh, Guh, Guhhhh, Guh, GUH!!!" Gimli said, filling out his crossing guard application.
"Guhh, Guhh, Guhhhh, Guhhh, GUH, GUHHH, GUHHH!!!" He said, even louder.
The old lady at the desk looked at him skeptically. She slowly lowered her eyeglasses even lower than from the tip of her nose. (Almost impossible, but those old folks somehow manage)
"Guhh, guh, guhh, guh, guh, guh, GUH!!" Gimli shouted, putting a hole in his paper because he was writing on his lap. His pen fell on the ground.
"GUH GUH!!!" He shouted in fury, snatching It up. He did it with such haste that it broke from catching onto the edge of his ax. Black ink splurted out all over his face.
"GUUUUHHHH!!!!" He screamed in fury, yanking several issues of 'Cosmopolitan' off the stands and ravaging his face in a poor effort to wipe the ink off.
"GUH!!! GUHGUHGUHGUH!!!" He hollered, as pages of makeup and bikini ads flew all over the room. The remnants stuck to Gimlie's face. A single page that was advertising 'Britney's 4-Wheeler's' floated over to the secretary's desk. She looked at it in disgust, then shot a glare at Gimli who was now stumbling around the room, face and body covered in pages of beauty secrets and hot guy pinups, slashing with his ax in anger, ripping apart issues of 'Time', 'Seventeen', and 'Crossing Guard Weekly' right off their display rack. They cascaded around him and covered the floor. Gimli was 'GUH GUH-ing' the whole time.
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Ook, So review if ya want more, and I need suggestionz too. Therez gonna be a sort of competition between Gimli and Legolas, who also becomes a crossing guard, in later chapz.
ANON!!!
