O.K. - my cuz's just left, and I am no longer that board. I now have faith
that I can write funny stuff.
Chapter 10 - Living Bon-Fire
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When people started to hear the music and saw the people in Aragorn's 'party yard', they flocked over. Eventually, a large crowd gathered, as was always the case. Aragorn walked up to the greeters, curiouse to see why they didn't obey his orders to allow only the people with invatations to enter.
Greeter 1: "They all have invatations. See?"
He holds up an invatation. It looks like the rest.
Aragorn: "Did you look inside to see if my signature was there?"
Greeter 2: "No. We didn't see hte need to. You see, they look exactly the same."
Aragorn opens one invatation. It has a signature, but it definatly was not his.
Aragorn: "That...is...it...you...dim...wits! You...are...fired...as...of...now!! Go...home! NOW!"
He hurries off to find 2 new greeters and to get the other so-called guests out.. In the process, he notices what a great time his friends that he invited were haveing with the other 'guests'. He decided not to. Placing 2 more people at the gates, and began to crowd surf. (That's when you jump up, and someone catches you, and you are passed from one person to another.)
Legolas: "Hey, that looks like fun!"
He jumps up and is cought. Unfortunatly, he is quite near the wall, which is lined with nothing but a bunch of large torches. With his hair swinging around, it did not take long for it to catch fire.
Legolas: "My hair! My precious, beautiful hair!!!"
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Soooo, am I doing O.K.? Was it as funny as I hoped? Please Review!
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Please read and review my cuz's first fic! He would appreciate it. Everything accepted. Flames will be given to hobbits who own pipes.
Thanx,
supergirlKK
Chapter 10 - Living Bon-Fire
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When people started to hear the music and saw the people in Aragorn's 'party yard', they flocked over. Eventually, a large crowd gathered, as was always the case. Aragorn walked up to the greeters, curiouse to see why they didn't obey his orders to allow only the people with invatations to enter.
Greeter 1: "They all have invatations. See?"
He holds up an invatation. It looks like the rest.
Aragorn: "Did you look inside to see if my signature was there?"
Greeter 2: "No. We didn't see hte need to. You see, they look exactly the same."
Aragorn opens one invatation. It has a signature, but it definatly was not his.
Aragorn: "That...is...it...you...dim...wits! You...are...fired...as...of...now!! Go...home! NOW!"
He hurries off to find 2 new greeters and to get the other so-called guests out.. In the process, he notices what a great time his friends that he invited were haveing with the other 'guests'. He decided not to. Placing 2 more people at the gates, and began to crowd surf. (That's when you jump up, and someone catches you, and you are passed from one person to another.)
Legolas: "Hey, that looks like fun!"
He jumps up and is cought. Unfortunatly, he is quite near the wall, which is lined with nothing but a bunch of large torches. With his hair swinging around, it did not take long for it to catch fire.
Legolas: "My hair! My precious, beautiful hair!!!"
#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$
Soooo, am I doing O.K.? Was it as funny as I hoped? Please Review!
Advertisement: Penname: stupidkittensbro Story: Calls to Miss Cleo
Please read and review my cuz's first fic! He would appreciate it. Everything accepted. Flames will be given to hobbits who own pipes.
Thanx,
supergirlKK