darkSpyro

I was returning home from work, expecting a regular day at the house discussing things I liked with fellow fans and having mature debates over who would in a fight. I drove my car into the driveway and opened the car door. I walked over to my door and opened it.

What I saw is something I thought was scientifically impossible.

I saw little red imps with wings and goblins, all with laptops on their laps. They were sitting on everything. From the TV, cabinets, shelves and computer desks. I gasped at how red imps and goblins were in my house and were... strangely typing. I went over to grab some grub and I saw a red imp typing away at his laptop right next to the bacon and Pringles. I pushed imp out of the cabinet. He let out a little "wuank" as he fell down to the floor. I got the bacon and threw it into a bowel. The red imp flew back into the cabinet and closed the door.

I sat on the couch next to some devils and goblins and turned on the TV. I looked at one of their computers and I saw them typing out colorful words. They were seemingly baiting users into arguments. I asked the devil why he was trolling. The response I got was unexpected. He looked at me with a satanic scowl and his nostrils flared with anger. His hands rose slowly. His hands were like an old boney man. His fingernails were yellow and smelled of cough medicine. All but one of his fingers went down. He flipped me off. Soon, all the goblins and imps looked at me and started flipping me off. Both of their hands were up and both of them were flipping the bird. They both went up and down. They would pause for half a second and than one would move down and the other would go up.

Soon, I had every single spawn of Satan doing this exact movement. They started screaming insults at me after a few minutes. I knew that if I moved, they would attack me and I would be bones. I didn't move for weeks. I had to watch football for multiple weeks as the little red imps and goblins flipped me off.

Soon, the imps and goblins realized that I wasn't taking their bait. They all shut their laptops and left the house. I was finally free from their grasp. Free from the goblins and devils. I was finally free to eat my bacon which was multiple weeks old and turn off the TV. I turned off the TV and took a bite out of my bacon. I than said "This tastes good."

The moral of the story for the two of you who don't know it: Don't feed the troll.

very good
much bravo
many read again
wow

Quote: cowpowa23

very good
much bravo
many read again
wow

so wow.

Ahahaha nice.