Friends! Loyal Naruto-Base inhabitants! And all you other riffraff who troll around this site! Gather round and here me speak!
I have come to the conclusion that the Internet once used infects us all with a disease. It is a disease known as Trollyphilis and is the origin of where the Internet Troll comes from.
So far, there is no cure for this epidemic. And each and every single one of us has been infected. The disease, may also be contagious. Infact, I think I infected my own grandfather.
It happened upon a normal sunny day - god I hate that ass of a sun, natural light = my weakness - I was happily playing Skyrim. Reveling in the blood shed of those I murdered on my journey, casually killing anyone in sight. When it happened. My grandfather began to troll me! He kept going on and on about how my character shouldn't be able to keep using his bow because he would have ran out of arrows by now, and when I responded that my character had over 1000 arrows he snorted at me and replied to my statement that my quiver could not hold that many. And then he began to rag on about how my character runs for bloody ages without stop and that no normal person should be able to jump the way he can.
It took me a full 10 minutes to realize he was doing it because he knew it was beginning to irritate me. It took a further 20 minutes for the horror to dawn upon me.
Trollyphilis is real and contagious!
I have come to the conclusion that the Internet once used infects us all with a disease. It is a disease known as Trollyphilis and is the origin of where the Internet Troll comes from.
So far, there is no cure for this epidemic. And each and every single one of us has been infected. The disease, may also be contagious. Infact, I think I infected my own grandfather.
It happened upon a normal sunny day - god I hate that ass of a sun, natural light = my weakness - I was happily playing Skyrim. Reveling in the blood shed of those I murdered on my journey, casually killing anyone in sight. When it happened. My grandfather began to troll me! He kept going on and on about how my character shouldn't be able to keep using his bow because he would have ran out of arrows by now, and when I responded that my character had over 1000 arrows he snorted at me and replied to my statement that my quiver could not hold that many. And then he began to rag on about how my character runs for bloody ages without stop and that no normal person should be able to jump the way he can.
It took me a full 10 minutes to realize he was doing it because he knew it was beginning to irritate me. It took a further 20 minutes for the horror to dawn upon me.
Trollyphilis is real and contagious!