"Shit, I'm lost," Frodo said.
"Mister Frodo we're in Gondor, turn right and we'll be in Mordor," Sam informed his hairy footed gay lover.
"Fuck that, I'm going left," Frodo smiled.
As he turned to leave, he bumped into a horse.
On the horse was that hairy wizard bloke "Nope, nope. You must dig into the ground."
"No, get out of my way," Frodo smiled.
"Sorry," Gandalf grumbled and moved out of the way.