Frodo and Sam, walking in a field.
Sam: Mr. Frodo, Mr. Frodo. The ents are coming!
Frodo: Sam, Like I'd believe that...
OR
Sam: I remember standing on the yellow floor.
Frodo: Don't worry, It's only gone-off quick sand. See there's the expiry date, on that man.
Sam: It says, 'made in the Shire'... That's a scarecrow! I'm going to Die!
Frodo: Just don't make a noise.
~Gelmir~
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