(bkz: gollum)

"they cursed us. murderer they called us. they cursed us, and drove us away. and we wept, precious, we wept to be so alone. and we only wish to catch fish so juicy sweet. and we forgot the taste of bread... the sound of trees... the softness of the wind. we even forgot our own name. my precious."

"we like goblinses, batses and fishes. but we hasn't tried hobbitses before. is it soft? is it juicy?"