The cold winter night there was a cabin in the woods. The cabin housed 3 men. The men where gay but they did not know. Fili: Fili.
Kili: And Kili.
Fili and Kili: At your service.
Kili: You must be Mr. Baggins.
Bilbo: No! You canāt come in, youāve come to the wrong house.
Kili: What?! Has it been canceled?
Fili: No one told us.
Bilbo: Can...! No, nothingās been canceled.
Kili: Thatās a relief.
Fili: Careful with these, I just had them sharpened.
Kili: Itās nice, this place. Did you do it yourself?
Bilbo: Uh...no, itās been in the family for years. Thatās my motherās glory box, can you please not do that?
Dwalin: Fili, KiĀli, come on, give us a hand.
Kili: Mr. Dwalin.
Balin: Letās shove this in the hole, or otherwise weāll never get everyone in.
Bilbo: Ev...everyone?! How many more are there? Oh, no! No, no. Thereās nobody home! Go away, and bother somebody else! Thereās far too many dwarves in my dining room as it is. If...if this is some blockheadās idea of a joke, I can only say, it is in very poor taste!
One of the Dwarves: Get off, you big lump!
Then the men only had one seat they had in the cabin. it was a bar seat. they where able to flip it upside down and fit all of them on it