I was chilling at Tammy's house when a nasty little hobbit stepped on my foot. It wasn't very pleasant because hobbits aree ginormous. I let out a frightful croak due to the fact that I misplaced my voice and as of yet it has alluded me. Then the hobbit was frightened at my noise. So he pulls out his wooden stick, bent on a mission to vanquish the evil frog in my throat, but instead he tripped and broke his stick.
The End
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