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... so help me God.
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I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth...
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Have you ever seen the bronzed warriors, sometimes known as 'iron men', with muscles on their gut? They are the ones who have never learned how to use a ring-pull.
when TROLLing a slight twist of the forearm as you swing your CLUB will send the head sailing a good fathom farther
also, a slight follow through of the shoulder will increase your drive by threefold
and when taken by complete surprise the wind, escaping through the gaping cavern of the poet's astonished maw, makes a lovely SCREAMing sound as the dented cranium careens over the castle gate
and it makes quite the impression when it lands
all TROLLing ventures must must meet unanimous approval by the FAMILY
[as per hunting season and number of tags issued via maturity and specie of poet/ess]
however, i must impose a 3 cent tariff on all bullyings, beheadings, bludgeonings, and abductions conducted within my ceremonial stomping grounds [payable direct or collectible by my goon squad] GRUNT! GRUNT! SLOBBER! GRUNT! and DROOL!
~TROLL †
Trolls do not exist!
Reading the "221b Acre Street" game in the Yorkives is a healthy way to spend an evening. Well, into the night too.
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