It made him howl, I can tell you. But just at that moment William came up behind and popped a sack right over Thorin's head and down tera gold farming his toes. And so the fight ended. A nice pickle they were all in now: all neatly tied up in sacks, with three angry trolls (and two with burns and bashes tera gold farming remember) sitting by them, arguing whether they should roast them slowly, or mince them fine and boil them, or just sit on them one by one and squash them into jelly: and Bilbo up in a bush, with his clothes and his skin torn, not daring tera gold farming move for fear they should hear him.
It was just then that Gandalf came back. But no one saw him. The trolls had just decided tera gold farming roast the dwarves now and eat them later-that was Bert's idea, and after a lot tera items argument they had all agreed tera gold farming it.
"No good roasting 'em now, it'd take all night," said a voice. Bert thought it was William's.