Rats!
"BLAH BL BLAH BL BLAH BLAH BLAH!!" Sauron yelled.
"May I ask why you're spekaing jibberish sire?" Mouth asked annoyingly. The yelling was getting REAL annoying and head-splitting now.
"BECAUSE IT'S FUN!!" Sauron cackled evily.
"Well my lord, by the sounds of that Dwarf up there who stole our money (CURSE HIM!!), we have another problem coming up."
"REALLY!? WHAT IS IT!? TELL ME! AND BE QUICK ABOUT IT!!"
"Well...uh...I....ummm...don't exactly know...." Mouth stated, quite embarassed and in fear. His master had an awful temper.
"WHAT!? WHY THE-" he got cut off by a loud.
PUTT-PUTT-PUT-PUt-Put-put-pu-p-pfffft.....BOOM "WHAT WAS THAT!?" Sauron asked suspiciously.
"Umm...I think that was the engine dieing my liege. Would you like someone to go and check it out?"