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"You think they could get the idea that we really don't like them?" asked Legolas to Aragorn in his hobo corner. He was in the middle of mixing kechup and ice together to make his special hobo soup.

"I don't know. They are kind of stupid that way. I mean they are all fangirls." He replied

"WELL LETS DO SOMETHING!" cried Merry, who was a little strung up at the moment. He was deadly afraid of Aragorn after her threw Frodo down the well in Moria.

Immedetly, Boromir started hiting Merry with a log repeatedly over the head.

"Hey dol! Merry dol! Ring a dong dillo! Ring a dong! Fal lal willow! Bora Bom, sany Bom! Bom bom bom bom Boromir!" sang Boromir, contiuing to wap Merry on the head. In the last few days since Lothlorien, Boromir had been going slowily insane and sining songs that sound vaugly familiar to the Hobbit but they couldn't place them. Most of them had to do with willows and a chic named Goldberry, but other then that the fellowship was at a lost as to what it was.

"Boromir, would you shut up! Your crappy singing is attracting the fangirls!" yelled Legolas, who had his bow drawn to shoot Boromir down if he continued. However, Pipppen had the idea to hit Boromir on the head with the falt side of his sword. In doing so, Boromir colapsed in to unconcousness.

"Jolly good show mate!" cried Sam, slapping Pippen on his ass.

"AHHH!"

"SAM!" yelled Frodo (I know I know. I don't like to think they have some gay relationship but you gotta admit it seems that way.)

"Wait. Was it just me or did Legolas say somehting about rabid fangirls?" asked Aragorn

"It was just you Hobo boy. Take a bath."said Gimli throwing a pot of boiling water at his head. But instead of boiling Aragorn's skin or cleaning him, all the oils and greases in his hair began to boil and sizzle on his head. Pippen and Merry saw this and launched themselves at Aragorn, speaking gibberish about bacon and sliced ham.

"HHHHMMMMM! FOOD! I need bacon! No more hobo soup for me!" they yelled. It took a few seconds for Aragorn to beat them off him with the log that Boromir had dropped.

"Get off of me you crazy rat like creatures!! Frodo, get your damn race off of me! AAAHHHHH!" at that moment, an arrow came wizzing through their camp. Everyone but Legolas dropped to the ground and became deadly silent. Legolas drew his bow and jumped on to the lower branches to the tree next to him. However, he misjudged the distance and instead ran into the tree and slipped on Boromir. Very un elf like.

The fellowship was tring their hrdest not to laught at Legolas' funny preformance, but the threat of Fangirls was more deadly to let a sound come from their mouths.

They suddenly heard the sound of approaching feet and the smell of cheap prefume came sweeping through camp, killing all the plants. Then, conferming their worst fears, they began to hear the converstaions of the dreaded fangirls.

"Hey, Lurtza, whatcha gonna do when we finally get our hands on that sexy little Hobbit and his friends?" asked one

"Hey, watched it babe. You only get the damn hobbits when I am done with all four of them. But if you really want, you can have the fat stupid one first."

Merry, Frodo and Pippen looked at Sam only to find that really did look very ugly and fat.

"Hey Sam, I don't think your fat." Whipered Frodo, squeezing his "hand"

Back to the conversation….

"AAAAAHHHHHHH! Do you guys smell that?" cried the head fangirl. All the others turned around and smelled the air.

"Oh my god! Who the hell did that! EWWWWWW! Lets get out of here!" they started shreiking.

Moments later, the clearing was deserted of fangirls and the Fellowship began to stir again. Merry and Frodo went over to the crumpled body to prod it and make sure he was still alive. But to their surprise, Legolas did a backflip and cried out in a big shout

"TADA!"

"Nice try Legolas." Said Frodo, looking at the now abashed elf

Meanwhile, Aragorn, Sam and Pippen had been thanking Gimli for his amazing Dwarvish ability to let out SBDs* on que.

"So now what are we go…" started Frodo when Boromir desided he had been asleep long enough. He leaped up, took Sam by the seat of his pants and dance around with him singing:

" Old bomidillio is a merry fellow, Bright pink his undies is, his hair a pasty brown. Hey! Now! Come hoy now! Come Bumpkins and all the Fatty Lumpkins!"

"Oh no….please Boromir be quite…Damn!" said Frodo as Legolas hit him hard over the head again with Aragorn's sword.

"Sorry Boromir…not really." He added

"Um, Legolas? I think it is too late for that…" said Frodo as the fangirls' shadows could be see coming from the forest

"Pippin, quick! What is that word your Hobbit folk use in this situation?" asked Aragorn

"LET GO EAT!"

"Good enough."

for those of you who don't know what they are they are Silent But Deadly farts

bye now