Where in the Tolkien book did the following occur:
"Frodo blinked in the bright sunlight, but his eyes were glazed over with some sort of strange translucent substance. It felt as though he dwelt in a waking dream, albeit a dreamland typified by heavy sepia saturation and high radiosity post-processing effects. And where was Sam? Oh, there he was, running into the room. "Oh Mister Frodo!" his life companion breathed, and his dulcet tenor was ripe with homosexual tension. And Merry, and Pippin too! Oh joy! Frodo grasped each one in turn, and they leapt upon the bed, where they bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and bounced and "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS GAY SHIT" boomed Gandalf despite his own notorious penchant for sodomy. "Ah fuckit," the old wizard muttered, and smiled a simpering grin of pseudo-fatherly affection. The music swelled."