It's a Joke! I Love Jokes!

   Just kidding. LOL. We continued our descent into Mordor. The sheer rocky faces slowly rising above us as we crept carefully down into the dark forest below.
The ring growing heavier, cutting the chain into my neck. My legs shake with every step and almost collapse when I rest. Samwise Gamgee offers to carry the ring for me. He wants to steal my precious. Eventually we make it back to the car and drove the rest of the way to the den of Carol, a wild and dangerous place. We feasted upon piles of pasta and then Carol lured us back out into the wilderness. Heading towards the coast we found more Inuit ruins as we arrive at the beach. Carol ditched us with no way to get back to her house, so we made camp on the beach at sunset. Everyone was exhausted from the days ordeal and we were just about to fall asleep when we were attacked by a furious mother moose and her two babies. We ran off into the woods. Having left our tent for the moose, we were forced to huddle together for warmth. We piled on top of each other and fell asleep, but not in a gay way. Zack smells fantastic.