I would like to fully endorse the annexation of this article for all Trolls.
Under Article 7 of the Slashdot Troll Alliance Treaty of 1997, it clearly states that articles may be annexed if regular-user postings are of below-average quality or quantity, or if the article itself is just plain shit.
Article 7 is now invoked, we are now entitled and obligated to troll the everliving shit out of this article.
Long live Trolling!
Four score and seven posts ago our forefathers brought forth a great troll...
...and the post by the trolls, of the trolls and for the trolls, shall not perish from the earth.
On this day we say that we shall NOT be silenced! We have suffered the humiliation and degradation of bans, karmarapage, and we now say that the time has come for the line to be drawn! NO LONGER SHALL THE TROLLS LANGUISH IN THE SHADOWS OF THE EARTH, FOR TODAY IS OUR DAY, WHEN WE STAND TOGETHER TO BE COUNTED. I HAVE A DREAM, THAT ONE DAY MY LITTLE TROLL CAN POST NEXT TO HUMAN POST, WITHOUT FEARING REPRISALS AND PERSECUTION! ON THIS DAY WE STAND UP FOR OUR RIGHT'S!
I am no longer banned, hooray but where I live there is only 20 minutes of Troll Tuesday left. Best get cracking!
The old Troll by Glass Hammer
Beneath a bridge on the eastern road
And not too far from Bree,
The Old Troll hides and waits for you,
He'll drink your blood for tea!
He'll grind your skull and make a stew
And if there's anything left of you,
The wolves'll feast upon your bones,
The birds'll have the rest
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
the Old Troll make his supper
If ya ever travel east
I'm sure he'd like to meet'cha
He'll share with you a heady-brew
And then he'll try to eat 'cha
Dwarves he thinks a dainty treat
Men he likes the most to eat
Hobbits he would love to try
But he can never catch 'em!
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
The Old Troll make his supper
Propz go to:cyborg_monkey, spork nation, trollman 5000, trolligula, trollaxor, dead fart warrior and sunken kursk
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Public enemy number one
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Big mistake, we gotta lotta gun
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Come, Afghan Taliban, gather up bin Laden
Or daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Come, Afghan Taliban, gather up bin Laden
Or daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Grow six inch, seven inch, eight inch beard
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Grow six inch, seven inch, eight inch beard
Daylight come and we bomb your home
You say you do it cause it in Koran-a
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Destroy the symbols of Americana
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Crash the plane and here come Nirvana
Daylight come and you bomb our home
End up in hell because you are insana
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Drop six foot, seven foot, eight foot bomb
Daylight come and you have no home
Drop six foot, seven foot, eight foot bomb
Daylight come and you have no home
Day, it sad day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day, me sad day, me sad day, me sad day,
Daylight come and we bomb your home
I would like to fully endorse the annexation of this article for all Trolls.
Under Article 7 of the Slashdot Troll Alliance Treaty of 1997, it clearly states that articles may be annexed if regular-user postings are of below-average quality or quantity, or if the article itself is just plain shit.
Article 7 is now invoked, we are now entitled and obligated to troll the everliving shit out of this article.
Long live Trolling!
Four score and seven posts ago our forefathers brought forth a great troll...
...and the post by the trolls, of the trolls and for the trolls, shall not perish from the earth.
On this day we say that we shall NOT be silenced! We have suffered the humiliation and degradation of bans, karmarapage, and we now say that the time has come for the line to be drawn! NO LONGER SHALL THE TROLLS LANGUISH IN THE SHADOWS OF THE EARTH, FOR TODAY IS OUR DAY, WHEN WE STAND TOGETHER TO BE COUNTED. I HAVE A DREAM, THAT ONE DAY MY LITTLE TROLL CAN POST NEXT TO HUMAN POST, WITHOUT FEARING REPRISALS AND PERSECUTION! ON THIS DAY WE STAND UP FOR OUR RIGHT'S!
I am no longer banned, hooray but where I live there is only 20 minutes of Troll Tuesday left. Best get cracking!
The old Troll by Glass Hammer
Beneath a bridge on the eastern road
And not too far from Bree,
The Old Troll hides and waits for you,
He'll drink your blood for tea!
He'll grind your skull and make a stew
And if there's anything left of you,
The wolves'll feast upon your bones,
The birds'll have the rest
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
the Old Troll make his supper
If ya ever travel east
I'm sure he'd like to meet'cha
He'll share with you a heady-brew
And then he'll try to eat 'cha
Dwarves he thinks a dainty treat
Men he likes the most to eat
Hobbits he would love to try
But he can never catch 'em!
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
The Old Troll make his supper
Propz go to:cyborg_monkey, spork nation, trollman 5000, trolligula, trollaxor, dead fart warrior and sunken kursk
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Public enemy number one
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Big mistake, we gotta lotta gun
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Come, Afghan Taliban, gather up bin Laden
Or daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Come, Afghan Taliban, gather up bin Laden
Or daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Grow six inch, seven inch, eight inch beard
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Grow six inch, seven inch, eight inch beard
Daylight come and we bomb your home
You say you do it cause it in Koran-a
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Destroy the symbols of Americana
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Crash the plane and here come Nirvana
Daylight come and you bomb our home
End up in hell because you are insana
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Drop six foot, seven foot, eight foot bomb
Daylight come and you have no home
Drop six foot, seven foot, eight foot bomb
Daylight come and you have no home
Day, it sad day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day, me sad day, me sad day, me sad day,
Daylight come and we bomb your home
I would like to fully endorse the annexation of this article for all Trolls.
Under Article 7 of the Slashdot Troll Alliance Treaty of 1997, it clearly states that articles may be annexed if regular-user postings are of below-average quality or quantity, or if the article itself is just plain shit.
Article 7 is now invoked, we are now entitled and obligated to troll the everliving shit out of this article.
Long live Trolling!
Four score and seven posts ago our forefathers brought forth a great troll......and the post by the trolls, of the trolls and for the trolls, shall not perish from the earth.
On this day we say that we shall NOT be silenced! We have suffered the humiliation and degradation of bans, karmarapage, and we now say that the time has come for the line to be drawn! NO LONGER SHALL THE TROLLS LANGUISH IN THE SHADOWS OF THE EARTH, FOR TODAY IS OUR DAY, WHEN WE STAND TOGETHER TO BE COUNTED. I HAVE A DREAM, THAT ONE DAY MY LITTLE TROLL CAN POST NEXT TO HUMAN POST, WITHOUT FEARING REPRISALS AND PERSECUTION! ON THIS DAY WE STAND UP FOR OUR RIGHT'S!
I am no longer banned, hooray but where I live there is only 20 minutes of Troll Tuesday left. Best get cracking!
The old Troll by Glass Hammer
Beneath a bridge on the eastern road
And not too far from Bree,
The Old Troll hides and waits for you,
He'll drink your blood for tea!
He'll grind your skull and make a stew
And if there's anything left of you,
The wolves'll feast upon your bones,
The birds'll have the rest
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
the Old Troll make his supper
If ya ever travel east
I'm sure he'd like to meet'cha
He'll share with you a heady-brew
And then he'll try to eat 'cha
Dwarves he thinks a dainty treat
Men he likes the most to eat
Hobbits he would love to try
But he can never catch 'em!
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
The Old Troll make his supper
Four score and seven posts ago our forefathers brought forth a great troll......and the post by the trolls, of the trolls and for the trolls, shall not perish from the earth.
On this day we say that we shall NOT be silenced! We have suffered the humiliation and degradation of bans, karmarapage, and we now say that the time has come for the line to be drawn! NO LONGER SHALL THE TROLLS LANGUISH IN THE SHADOWS OF THE EARTH, FOR TODAY IS OUR DAY, WHEN WE STAND TOGETHER TO BE COUNTED. I HAVE A DREAM, THAT ONE DAY MY LITTLE TROLL CAN POST NEXT TO HUMAN POST, WITHOUT FEARING REPRISALS AND PERSECUTION! ON THIS DAY WE STAND UP FOR OUR RIGHT'S!
I am no longer banned, hooray but where I live there is only 20 minutes of Troll Tuesday left. Best get cracking!
Do you want good luck to follow you and your offspring for generations to come? This troll has the solution for you.
All you have to do is copy this troll onto two to four of the discussion threads of your choice! That's right! Just copy this into a new message and click "post anonymously." That's all there is to it!
Tired of that idiot talking about geek culture! Stick one of these babies on it! And it's good for the economy!
Marge Gentry of Cambridge, Minnesota participated, and the next day she received a large fruit basket outside of her door from a secret admirer. Unfortunately, Marge was hit by a truck the next day, so she didn't get to the Granny Smith apples.
Commander Taco of Hole-in-the-ground West Virginia didn't participate, and he was violated by a group of raging homosexuals. Since the gang was headed by Jon Katz, Taco had no recourse to the law because the entire town knew about their previous relationship. The unfortunate outcome is enshrined forever at goatse.cx.
So if you want to get the fruit basket and not get poked in the bread basket, just copy this troll onto two of the discussions threads of your choice. We could have this place blanketed by sundown!
MAD PROPZ GO OUT TO TROLLAXOR, SUNKEN KURSK, FECAL TROLL MATTER, DEAD FART WARRIOR.
Do you want good luck to follow you and your offspring for generations to come? This troll has the solution for you.
All you have to do is copy this troll onto two to four of the discussion threads of your choice! That's right! Just copy this into a new message and click "post anonymously." That's all there is to it!
Tired of that idiot talking about geek culture! Stick one of these babies on it! And it's good for the economy!
Marge Gentry of Cambridge, Minnesota participated, and the next day she received a large fruit basket outside of her door from a secret admirer. Unfortunately, Marge was hit by a truck the next day, so she didn't get to the Granny Smith apples.
Commander Taco of Hole-in-the-ground West Virginia didn't participate, and he was violated by a group of raging homosexuals. Since the gang was headed by Jon Katz, Taco had no recourse to the law because the entire town knew about their previous relationship. The unfortunate outcome is enshrined forever at goatse.cx.
So if you want to get the fruit basket and not get poked in the bread basket, just copy this troll onto two of the discussions threads of your choice. We could have this place blanketed by sundown!
Four score and seven posts ago our forefathers brought forth a great troll......and the post by the trolls, of the trolls and for the trolls, shall not perish from the earth.
On this day we say that we shall NOT be silenced! We have suffered the humiliation and degradation of bans, karmarapage, and we now say that the time has come for the line to be drawn! NO LONGER SHALL THE TROLLS LANGUISH IN THE SHADOWS OF THE EARTH, FOR TODAY IS OUR DAY, WHEN WE STAND TOGETHER TO BE COUNTED. I HAVE A DREAM, THAT ONE DAY MY LITTLE TROLL CAN POST NEXT TO HUMAN POST, WITHOUT FEARING REPRISALS AND PERSECUTION! ON THIS DAY WE STAND UP FOR OUR RIGHT'S!
I am no longer banned, hooray but where I live there is only 25 minutes of Troll Tuesday left. Best get cracking!
Less than 24 hours to go, shit I need to work something out for tommorow!
Wait, no, I'll just scab other people's trolls!
The old Troll by Glass Hammer
Beneath a bridge on the eastern road
And not too far from Bree,
The Old Troll hides and waits for you,
He'll drink your blood for tea!
He'll grind your skull and make a stew
And if there's anything left of you,
The wolves'll feast upon your bones,
The birds'll have the rest
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
the Old Troll make his supper
If ya ever travel east
I'm sure he'd like to meet'cha
He'll share with you a heady-brew
And then he'll try to eat 'cha
Dwarves he thinks a dainty treat
Men he likes the most to eat
Hobbits he would love to try
But he can never catch 'em!
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
The Old Troll make his supper
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Public enemy number one
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Big mistake, we gotta lotta gun
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Come, Afghan Taliban, gather up bin Laden
Or daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Come, Afghan Taliban, gather up bin Laden
Or daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Grow six inch, seven inch, eight inch beard
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Grow six inch, seven inch, eight inch beard
Daylight come and we bomb your home
You say you do it cause it in Koran-a
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Destroy the symbols of Americana
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Crash the plane and here come Nirvana
Daylight come and you bomb our home
End up in hell because you are insana
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Drop six foot, seven foot, eight foot bomb
Daylight come and you have no home
Drop six foot, seven foot, eight foot bomb
Daylight come and you have no home
Day, it sad day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day, me sad day, me sad day, me sad day,
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Please reply to this with any other trolls which I can misappropriate for tommorow. Thank you and fuck off.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! ooooooooooooooooooooooooooowwww! bitch! i said smack me, not violentrapidrepetedincessantpainfulunpleasantabusi vedildoramming!
slurpyslurpslurpmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmslurpslurpslupMMMMM MMMWWWWWWWWWWWWWW/aasdf/fda\g/fg\/gh\gh/fg\hjfsg/h f\g//sfh\/\sf/h/\ Im the very model of a modern Major-General, I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral, I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical, From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical; I'm very well acquainted too with matters mathematical, I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical, About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news--- With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse. I'm very good at integral and differential calculus, I know the scientific names of beings animalculous; In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General. I know our mythic history, King Arthur's and Sir Caradoc's, I answer hard acrostics, I've a pretty taste for paradox, I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus, In conics I can floor peculiarities parablous. I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and Zoffanies, I know the croaking chorus from the Frogs of Aristophanes, Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore, And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore. Then I can write a washing bill in Balylonic cuneiform, And tell you every detail of Caractacus's uniform; In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General. In fact, when I know what is meant by "mamelon" and "ravelin", When I can tell at sight a chassepôt rifle from a javelin, When such affairs as sorties and surprises I'm more wary at, And when I know precisely what is meant by "commissariat", When I have learnt what progress has been made in modern gunnery, When I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery: In short, when I've a smattering of elemental strategy, You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee---For my military knowledge, though I'm plucky and adventury, Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century; But still in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General.
Slashdot Mirror
I would like to fully endorse the annexation of this article for all Trolls.
:cyborg_monkey, spork nation, trollman 5000, trolligula, trollaxor, dead fart warrior and sunken kursk
Under Article 7 of the Slashdot Troll Alliance Treaty of 1997, it clearly states that articles may be annexed if regular-user postings are of below-average quality or quantity, or if the article itself is just plain shit.
Article 7 is now invoked, we are now entitled and obligated to troll the everliving shit out of this article.
Long live Trolling!
Four score and seven posts ago our forefathers brought forth a great troll...
...and the post by the trolls, of the trolls and for the trolls, shall not perish from the earth.
On this day we say that we shall NOT be silenced! We have suffered the humiliation and degradation of bans, karmarapage, and we now say that the time has come for the line to be drawn! NO LONGER SHALL THE TROLLS LANGUISH IN THE SHADOWS OF THE EARTH, FOR TODAY IS OUR DAY, WHEN WE STAND TOGETHER TO BE COUNTED. I HAVE A DREAM, THAT ONE DAY MY LITTLE TROLL CAN POST NEXT TO HUMAN POST, WITHOUT FEARING REPRISALS AND PERSECUTION! ON THIS DAY WE STAND UP FOR OUR RIGHT'S!
I am no longer banned, hooray but where I live there is only 20 minutes of Troll Tuesday left. Best get cracking!
The old Troll by Glass Hammer
Beneath a bridge on the eastern road
And not too far from Bree,
The Old Troll hides and waits for you,
He'll drink your blood for tea!
He'll grind your skull and make a stew
And if there's anything left of you,
The wolves'll feast upon your bones,
The birds'll have the rest
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
the Old Troll make his supper
If ya ever travel east
I'm sure he'd like to meet'cha
He'll share with you a heady-brew
And then he'll try to eat 'cha
Dwarves he thinks a dainty treat
Men he likes the most to eat
Hobbits he would love to try
But he can never catch 'em!
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
The Old Troll make his supper
Propz go to
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Public enemy number one
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Big mistake, we gotta lotta gun
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Come, Afghan Taliban, gather up bin Laden
Or daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Come, Afghan Taliban, gather up bin Laden
Or daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Grow six inch, seven inch, eight inch beard
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Grow six inch, seven inch, eight inch beard
Daylight come and we bomb your home
You say you do it cause it in Koran-a
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Destroy the symbols of Americana
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Crash the plane and here come Nirvana
Daylight come and you bomb our home
End up in hell because you are insana
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Drop six foot, seven foot, eight foot bomb
Daylight come and you have no home
Drop six foot, seven foot, eight foot bomb
Daylight come and you have no home
Day, it sad day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day, me sad day, me sad day, me sad day,
Daylight come and we bomb your home
I would like to fully endorse the annexation of this article for all Trolls.
:cyborg_monkey, spork nation, trollman 5000, trolligula, trollaxor, dead fart warrior and sunken kursk
Under Article 7 of the Slashdot Troll Alliance Treaty of 1997, it clearly states that articles may be annexed if regular-user postings are of below-average quality or quantity, or if the article itself is just plain shit.
Article 7 is now invoked, we are now entitled and obligated to troll the everliving shit out of this article.
Long live Trolling!
Four score and seven posts ago our forefathers brought forth a great troll...
...and the post by the trolls, of the trolls and for the trolls, shall not perish from the earth.
On this day we say that we shall NOT be silenced! We have suffered the humiliation and degradation of bans, karmarapage, and we now say that the time has come for the line to be drawn! NO LONGER SHALL THE TROLLS LANGUISH IN THE SHADOWS OF THE EARTH, FOR TODAY IS OUR DAY, WHEN WE STAND TOGETHER TO BE COUNTED. I HAVE A DREAM, THAT ONE DAY MY LITTLE TROLL CAN POST NEXT TO HUMAN POST, WITHOUT FEARING REPRISALS AND PERSECUTION! ON THIS DAY WE STAND UP FOR OUR RIGHT'S!
I am no longer banned, hooray but where I live there is only 20 minutes of Troll Tuesday left. Best get cracking!
The old Troll by Glass Hammer
Beneath a bridge on the eastern road
And not too far from Bree,
The Old Troll hides and waits for you,
He'll drink your blood for tea!
He'll grind your skull and make a stew
And if there's anything left of you,
The wolves'll feast upon your bones,
The birds'll have the rest
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
the Old Troll make his supper
If ya ever travel east
I'm sure he'd like to meet'cha
He'll share with you a heady-brew
And then he'll try to eat 'cha
Dwarves he thinks a dainty treat
Men he likes the most to eat
Hobbits he would love to try
But he can never catch 'em!
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
The Old Troll make his supper
Propz go to
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Public enemy number one
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Big mistake, we gotta lotta gun
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Come, Afghan Taliban, gather up bin Laden
Or daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Come, Afghan Taliban, gather up bin Laden
Or daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Grow six inch, seven inch, eight inch beard
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Grow six inch, seven inch, eight inch beard
Daylight come and we bomb your home
You say you do it cause it in Koran-a
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Destroy the symbols of Americana
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Crash the plane and here come Nirvana
Daylight come and you bomb our home
End up in hell because you are insana
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Drop six foot, seven foot, eight foot bomb
Daylight come and you have no home
Drop six foot, seven foot, eight foot bomb
Daylight come and you have no home
Day, it sad day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day, me sad day, me sad day, me sad day,
Daylight come and we bomb your home
for great justice, visit goatse.cx!
VA seem to be loosing more than just a bit of their name. If we Trolls make our push now we can eliminate them once and for all.
SLOW DOWN COWBOY!
let CmdrTaco finish having his wicked way with you before you move on to H0m0s!
I would like to fully endorse the annexation of this article for all Trolls. Under Article 7 of the Slashdot Troll Alliance Treaty of 1997, it clearly states that articles may be annexed if regular-user postings are of below-average quality or quantity, or if the article itself is just plain shit. Article 7 is now invoked, we are now entitled and obligated to troll the everliving shit out of this article. Long live Trolling! Four score and seven posts ago our forefathers brought forth a great troll... ...and the post by the trolls, of the trolls and for the trolls, shall not perish from the earth.
On this day we say that we shall NOT be silenced! We have suffered the humiliation and degradation of bans, karmarapage, and we now say that the time has come for the line to be drawn! NO LONGER SHALL THE TROLLS LANGUISH IN THE SHADOWS OF THE EARTH, FOR TODAY IS OUR DAY, WHEN WE STAND TOGETHER TO BE COUNTED. I HAVE A DREAM, THAT ONE DAY MY LITTLE TROLL CAN POST NEXT TO HUMAN POST, WITHOUT FEARING REPRISALS AND PERSECUTION! ON THIS DAY WE STAND UP FOR OUR RIGHT'S!
I am no longer banned, hooray but where I live there is only 20 minutes of Troll Tuesday left. Best get cracking!
The old Troll by Glass Hammer
Beneath a bridge on the eastern road
And not too far from Bree,
The Old Troll hides and waits for you,
He'll drink your blood for tea!
He'll grind your skull and make a stew
And if there's anything left of you,
The wolves'll feast upon your bones,
The birds'll have the rest
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
the Old Troll make his supper
If ya ever travel east
I'm sure he'd like to meet'cha
He'll share with you a heady-brew
And then he'll try to eat 'cha
Dwarves he thinks a dainty treat
Men he likes the most to eat
Hobbits he would love to try
But he can never catch 'em!
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
The Old Troll make his supper
Four score and seven posts ago our forefathers brought forth a great troll... ...and the post by the trolls, of the trolls and for the trolls, shall not perish from the earth.
On this day we say that we shall NOT be silenced! We have suffered the humiliation and degradation of bans, karmarapage, and we now say that the time has come for the line to be drawn! NO LONGER SHALL THE TROLLS LANGUISH IN THE SHADOWS OF THE EARTH, FOR TODAY IS OUR DAY, WHEN WE STAND TOGETHER TO BE COUNTED. I HAVE A DREAM, THAT ONE DAY MY LITTLE TROLL CAN POST NEXT TO HUMAN POST, WITHOUT FEARING REPRISALS AND PERSECUTION! ON THIS DAY WE STAND UP FOR OUR RIGHT'S!
I am no longer banned, hooray but where I live there is only 20 minutes of Troll Tuesday left. Best get cracking!
Three fingers are better than two. But then there are times when even three fingers are Not enough
Do you want good luck to follow you and your offspring for generations to come? This troll has the solution for you. All you have to do is copy this troll onto two to four of the discussion threads of your choice! That's right! Just copy this into a new message and click "post anonymously." That's all there is to it! Tired of that idiot talking about geek culture! Stick one of these babies on it! And it's good for the economy! Marge Gentry of Cambridge, Minnesota participated, and the next day she received a large fruit basket outside of her door from a secret admirer. Unfortunately, Marge was hit by a truck the next day, so she didn't get to the Granny Smith apples. Commander Taco of Hole-in-the-ground West Virginia didn't participate, and he was violated by a group of raging homosexuals. Since the gang was headed by Jon Katz, Taco had no recourse to the law because the entire town knew about their previous relationship. The unfortunate outcome is enshrined forever at goatse.cx. So if you want to get the fruit basket and not get poked in the bread basket, just copy this troll onto two of the discussions threads of your choice. We could have this place blanketed by sundown!
MAD PROPZ GO OUT TO TROLLAXOR, SUNKEN KURSK, FECAL TROLL MATTER, DEAD FART WARRIOR. Do you want good luck to follow you and your offspring for generations to come? This troll has the solution for you. All you have to do is copy this troll onto two to four of the discussion threads of your choice! That's right! Just copy this into a new message and click "post anonymously." That's all there is to it! Tired of that idiot talking about geek culture! Stick one of these babies on it! And it's good for the economy! Marge Gentry of Cambridge, Minnesota participated, and the next day she received a large fruit basket outside of her door from a secret admirer. Unfortunately, Marge was hit by a truck the next day, so she didn't get to the Granny Smith apples. Commander Taco of Hole-in-the-ground West Virginia didn't participate, and he was violated by a group of raging homosexuals. Since the gang was headed by Jon Katz, Taco had no recourse to the law because the entire town knew about their previous relationship. The unfortunate outcome is enshrined forever at goatse.cx. So if you want to get the fruit basket and not get poked in the bread basket, just copy this troll onto two of the discussions threads of your choice. We could have this place blanketed by sundown!
Four score and seven posts ago our forefathers brought forth a great troll... ...and the post by the trolls, of the trolls and for the trolls, shall not perish from the earth.
On this day we say that we shall NOT be silenced! We have suffered the humiliation and degradation of bans, karmarapage, and we now say that the time has come for the line to be drawn! NO LONGER SHALL THE TROLLS LANGUISH IN THE SHADOWS OF THE EARTH, FOR TODAY IS OUR DAY, WHEN WE STAND TOGETHER TO BE COUNTED. I HAVE A DREAM, THAT ONE DAY MY LITTLE TROLL CAN POST NEXT TO HUMAN POST, WITHOUT FEARING REPRISALS AND PERSECUTION! ON THIS DAY WE STAND UP FOR OUR RIGHT'S!
I am no longer banned, hooray but where I live there is only 25 minutes of Troll Tuesday left. Best get cracking!
Less than 24 hours to go, shit I need to work something out for tommorow!
Wait, no, I'll just scab other people's trolls!
The old Troll by Glass Hammer
Beneath a bridge on the eastern road
And not too far from Bree,
The Old Troll hides and waits for you,
He'll drink your blood for tea!
He'll grind your skull and make a stew
And if there's anything left of you,
The wolves'll feast upon your bones,
The birds'll have the rest
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
the Old Troll make his supper
If ya ever travel east
I'm sure he'd like to meet'cha
He'll share with you a heady-brew
And then he'll try to eat 'cha
Dwarves he thinks a dainty treat
Men he likes the most to eat
Hobbits he would love to try
But he can never catch 'em!
Chorus:
Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee
Just beyond the town of Bree
Tarry there and you may see
The Old Troll make his supper
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Public enemy number one
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Big mistake, we gotta lotta gun
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Come, Afghan Taliban, gather up bin Laden
Or daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Come, Afghan Taliban, gather up bin Laden
Or daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come, we gonna bomb your home
Grow six inch, seven inch, eight inch beard
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Grow six inch, seven inch, eight inch beard
Daylight come and we bomb your home
You say you do it cause it in Koran-a
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Destroy the symbols of Americana
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Crash the plane and here come Nirvana
Daylight come and you bomb our home
End up in hell because you are insana
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Drop six foot, seven foot, eight foot bomb
Daylight come and you have no home
Drop six foot, seven foot, eight foot bomb
Daylight come and you have no home
Day, it sad day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and you bomb our home
Day, me sad day, me sad day, me sad day,
Daylight come and we bomb your home
Please reply to this with any other trolls which I can misappropriate for tommorow. Thank you and fuck off.
My head hurts to much to be used and I have a 2500 word essay in French to write for tommorow morning - does anyone know any good hangover cures? %*{
How did you manage to get that past the lameness filter?
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