Showing posts with label Frodo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frodo. Show all posts

Friday, May 1, 2009

Battle of the Stinky Midgets


They're funny because they are small, what more needs to be said. We're here at the St. Laurent Shopping Mall food court. Quite a crowd of teenage moms, coolios and poor people have gathered to watch today's match. I don't see the combatants anywhere, but I do smell that distinctive midget smell; a peculiar mix of cabbage and carnie. They have got to be close Jordan but I don't see them anywhere. Mind you the little bastards are known to be sneaky, devious and able to use their size to their advantage. Devil Spawn!!! But I digress. Oh, wait a minute I think I've spotted them up on the "balloon race" panorama. Can you confirm that from your vantage point Jordan?

So hard to tell Craig, It seems that their diminutive size and horrible fashion sense have the Hobbits blending in perfectly with the creepy balloon people. Wow! Wicket is not wasting any time! He has set the balloon diorama on fire by lobbing a series flaming lunch trays! The Balloons are down! Flaming diorama debris everywhere! Impressive! It looks like Sam is dragging Frodo from the flaming wreckage now, and it also appears that Frodo is already sobbing horrendously...typical. Wicket is like a midget bear with ADD! he is now tearing apart the sushi stand! he keeps repeating "Yub Nub" over and over and stabbing random passerbys , what can it mean? No sign yet of Willow, Craig can you see him from your vantage point at the BeaverTail stand?

Yes Jordan, I can see Willow from here, if you look closely you'll see he is actually emerging from Wicket's ass end. Hmmmm I'm guessing that passes for a costume change here on Monday Morning Fight Club. Now he's trying to find some kind of magical stick to wave around. It looks like the two hobbits have used this impromptu costume change as a chance to partake in elevensies at A&W of all places. Well that didn't take long, they've already finished up after wolfing down a few eggers and hashbrowns. God Damn, I'll give them one thing, Hobbits knows hows to eat. Crazy shit, that was fast. It looks like that energized them, they mean business now and are laying the boots, or rather the "hairy stomp feet" to Willow. Wait a second, Wicket is back on his feet and coming to Willow's rescue. Now, if that wasn't a costume change we witnessed earlier what was it? I'm pretty sure I don't want to know what these dirty little midget bitches are up to.


Indeed! Sam came out of nowhere and clubbed Wicket in the back of his leather head wrap/hood thingy...and is now dragging him back to the food court! Craig, I can't believe what I am seeing here...or rather what I am smelling...Sam seems to have jury-rigged a rotisserie over one of the fire places and put the lifeless body of Wicket on a spit! The entire food court smells like a pile of burnt-hair,wet-dog,curry-fart, and taco-meat! I had no idea that ewoks smelled that bad! Sad to see the little guy come to an end like that, becoming the headliner for Sam's second breakfast! Whats this? Damn thats hard to watch! Frodo, still sobbing, is chasing Willow around the HMV! and I don't need to tell you that watching Willow run is almost as bad as watching Harrison Ford or Danny Glover run. Gut wrenching Craig, truly gut wrenching!

Right you are Jordan, it is very hard to watch those stumpy little legs hobble down the hall. My, my, Frodo has succumb to his addiction and is putting on the "One Ring". I have a feeling the end is near for Willow. Oh lord, I can't watch this, I'm pretty sure he didn't put the ring on his finger, but rather on his...oh no!!??...what kind of ring is that again Jordan? Frodo has just gone invisible from the waist down. He seems to be kicking Willow senseless, and Willow can't fight back since he can't see the flurry of blows coming from Frodo. I guess there is method to Frodo's madness. This one is all but over friends, here comes George Lucas to collect his midget manservants and a skinny Peter Jackson seems to be trying to corral the hobbits who are quite worked up and now seem to be beating on him. Once again things are way way out of control.


And there you have it folks...another debauchel from the folks here at Monday Morning Fight Club! Tune in next Monday for yet another unlikely, but hopefully entertaining match up! And keep voting and commenting, otherwise Craig will find you...I don't know how...but he will find you!

Monday, April 27, 2009


Totally Tiny Tag Team Take Down for all Time!

Well folks we have something special in store for you this week! An all midget tag team battle featuring; Sam and Frodo vs Willow and Wicket! Who will tag their tiny way to victory? Stay tuned for another exciting edition of....Monday Morning Fight Club!

Straight up Craig, I have to give this one to Willow and Wicket. They are a devastating combo of wile magic user and crazy wild man/bear. Willow can handle the strategy and slight-of-hand trickery while Wicket will swing in from out of nowhere and kick their hairy-footed asses. I can't see them having too much trouble with Sam and Frodo. Sam, who seems to be a pretty competent fighter, simply has his hands full taking care of his overly-effeminate buddy. Even with "The One Ring" (Which I think is caked in LSD and Heroine) Frodo is pretty much useless...He is a strung out junkie one trick pony(turning invisible), without Sam's help Frodo would have been killed long ago...probably by someone who got tired of his giant weepy eyes. The only conceivable edge Sam and Frodo have is weaponry. Their elf-made glow-in-the-dark lawn dart sized swords are a little more intimadating than a bent stick and a wooden spear.

I gotta say Jordan, I'm totally stoked for this battle. These funny little fuckers make me laugh, damn I love midget wrestling. This is going to kick ass. I have to disagree with you though, the homo erotic boys from Middle Earth are going to wipe Willow's ass with his furry companion Wicket. As far as I see it's not even going to be close. Sam and Frodo braved the wilds of Mordor fending off orcs, ogres, Uruk-hai, Golum and the master of all things bad Sauron himself to toss the Ring of Power into a molten pit of Lava. A furry piece of shit and one over exposed dwarf ain't gonna mount to piss against these two. Let the freakshow begin!!

Remember to stop by on Friday morning to see how the battle played out!