Take your trolling somewhere where it might be better appreciated. I hear Wankers R US .com is missing its villiage idiot.
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I love the descending clouds, the draft of the microburst, the flash of the lightning, the instant of ZOT. It smells like ozone. |
Carry on, Opii, carry on.
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Brethren, the general consensus amongst the faithful is that drugs are bad...M'kay? For what malady of the mind or soul could explain the far-flung flight of the frontal lobe displayed in the aftermath of the Vile Carling? Demon possession? I think ZOT!
Even as the faithful gathered to put to rest a Great Hope for the Great Gathering to come, a foul traitor revealed themselves, filled with vitriol and villainy, striking out at freep and foe and bringing a great confusion to the flock. Revealed as “She of Many Names”, Mrspeelwerneeded proved herself far from needed or wanted as she hurled her verbal defecation, as do monkeys kept in the Zoolands. And as the Great Cat slept after his mighty battle with Vile Carling, she seized her fleeting advantage to mock and plunder. But as the Good Book tells us, such is not the way brethren, nor will it find perch in the Threadlands of Asgard!
Brethren, The Book of ZOT! Reveals unto us many truths and much wisdom. Amongst these truths lies the mysterious workings of the Holy Amperage. You see, the Holy Amperage may strike from on high at the summons of the Great Cat, but it is generated from within, and Mrspeelwerneeded had generated such a quantity over her many-hundred rantings and ravings, that the very mists of Asgard were insufficient to convey it!.
And so did the Kittith wage violence and mercy upon the traitorous one as she flung her poop and cast her curses. For they are a mercifully violent species. Many a Kittith shield and claw was soiled that night as one once-faithful transformed before their very eyes into a trollkind of such might and fury that the great victory over Vile Carling was quickly forgotten...No small feat I assure you!
On through the night the poopith flewith as if with wings and brethren and Kittith alike did duck and cover...such was it'sgreat volume! And how did the brethren take up arms, fighting alongside their Kittith kin with a sense of purpose which embodied that of the Great Hope they rediscovered within their very selves! And as the sun rose upon a day renewed, the Great Cat appeared in a blaze of fuzz and glory, releasing the Holy Amperage from it's long confinement with a yawn, as brethren and Kittith dove for cover!
The Book of Zot! Records only the great chasm left behind, brethren, for the bits and bytes of the Trollkind were scattered to the Four Corners. It is not ours to know if She of Many Names will reconstitute her insanity, refill the crack pipe and once again wreak more havoc amongst the faithful before the time of the Great Council.
Stand wary brethren and remain resolute! For the bravery displayed that night by all will serve us well...
Book of ZOT! Chapter 66; Verses 21-28: 2-4-6-Hate! Who did Jim Immoliate?
Brethren, the general consensus amongst the faithful is that drugs are bad...M'kay? For what malady of the mind or soul could explain the far-flung flight of the frontal lobe displayed in the aftermath of the Vile Carling? Demon possession? I think ZOT!
Even as the faithful gathered to put to rest a Great Hope for the Great Gathering to come, a foul traitor revealed themselves, filled with vitriol and villainy, striking out at freep and foe and bringing a great confusion to the flock. Revealed as “She of Many Names”, Mrspeelwerneeded proved herself far from needed or wanted as she hurled her verbal defecation, as do monkeys kept in the Zoolands. And as the Great Cat slept after his mighty battle with Vile Carling, she seized her fleeting advantage to mock and plunder. But as the Good Book tells us, such is not the way brethren, nor will it find perch in the Threadlands of Asgard!
Brethren, The Book of ZOT! Reveals unto us many truths and much wisdom. Amongst these truths lies the mysterious workings of the Holy Amperage. You see, the Holy Amperage may strike from on high at the summons of the Great Cat, but it is generated from within, and Mrspeelwerneeded had generated such a quantity over her many-hundred rantings and ravings, that the very mists of Asgard were insufficient to convey it!.
And so did the Kittith wage violence and mercy upon the traitorous one as she flung her poop and cast her curses. For they are a mercifully violent species. Many a Kittith shield and claw was soiled that night as one once-faithful transformed before their very eyes into a trollkind of such might and fury that the great victory over Vile Carling was quickly forgotten...No small feat I assure you!
On through the night the poopith flewith as if with wings and brethren and Kittith alike did duck and cover...such was it'sgreat volume! And how did the brethren take up arms, fighting alongside their Kittith kin with a sense of purpose which embodied that of the Great Hope they rediscovered within their very selves! And as the sun rose upon a day renewed, the Great Cat appeared in a blaze of fuzz and glory, releasing the Holy Amperage from it's long confinement with a yawn, as brethren and Kittith dove for cover!
The Book of Zot! Records only the great chasm left behind, brethren, for the bits and bytes of the Trollkind were scattered to the Four Corners. It is not ours to know if She of Many Names will reconstitute her insanity, refill the crack pipe and once again wreak more havoc amongst the faithful before the time of the Great Council.
Stand wary brethren and remain resolute! For the bravery displayed that night by all will serve us well...
Book of ZOT! Chapter 66; Verses 21-28: 2-4-6-Hate! Who did Jim Immoliate?
