The call of the fellbeasts came from the skies, the fumes of mt. doom blotted out the sun. At the top of the dark tower Sauron and the Mouth were watching reruns of The Lord of the Rings movies. Sauron averted his eye.
That… was very embarrassing…
The Mouth tried not to chuckle.
…I look like an electric current being shut off!
The Mouth covered the only part of his face showing, (The Mouth) and chuckled a little louder.
…Look! Even when I had my full armor my death was silly!
The mouth couldn't help it, "PPpppppHahahahhaaaha! My lord, perhaps you need more practice at dying! Ops!" the Mouth left the tower. Sauron smoldered, bloodshot eye narrowed.
…I'm going to barbeque his but.
Frodo and Sam were taking a walk in the volcano when they stumbled on Murazor, reclining on a rock, and reading a magazine. "Mr. Frodo… do you think we should…"
Frodo nodded.
"Oh yes Sam, we must."
Both hobbits crept closer, The wraith suspected nothing. Slowly, Frodo moved around the back, holding a pointy stick. Sam crept about the front, holding a picture of Eowyn's Sword.
They struck, Frodo whacked hard behind the knee while Samwise put the picture in his face.
…. …
...SSSSSSsssssssCCCCCCCCCccccccccRRRRRRRrrrEEEEEEEEeeeeeEEEEEEEEeeeeeCCCCCCCccccHHHHHHH!
The Witchking ran out of the mountain, magazine forgotten in his blind panic. Both hobbits followed after, laughing and chanting in high pitched voices, "I am no man!"
Khamul sighed as Murazor ran past. …We need him to see a psychiatrist… The Mouth of Sauron fled past as well. …And… he needs Eye insurance… There came a loud explosion, the mountain shuddered. …And pretty soon, we'll all need first aid…SSssssiiighhh…
One fellbeast looked at the other. "You know, I've been thinking about taking a vacation now that the movies are over." The other one raised its head, "Oh really? Anywhere in particular?" Murazor ran past, still shrieking.
"…I was thinking about someplace quiet…"