Contest

[Blindgroping]

Alter this to fit Trollkingdom:

Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?

If you are good enough, I'll give you one of my tootsie-pops.

 

[Bladev1]

Alter this to fit Trollkingdom:


If you are good enough, I'll give you one of my tootsie-pops.

Are they the real ones or one of the other flavours? Cuz if it aint chocolate I ain't doin it.
Maybe instead of doing this contest...I'll bribe mandi to tell me where you hang out, and I'll mug you and split the tootsie pops with her! Yeah that sounds like a plan!!!!!

 

[Bladev1]

Fuck Life. Fuck a job. Fuck a career. Fuck a family. Fuck a fucking big television, Fuck washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Fuck good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Fuck fixed interest mortgage repayments. Fuck a starter home. Fuck your friends. Fuck leisurewear and matching luggage. Fuck a Fucking three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Fuck DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Fuck sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Fuck rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Fuck your fucked up future. Fuck your fuckin life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to care. And the reason? There is no reason. Who needs reason when you've got Troll Kingdom, bitch!

 

[Bladev1]

AHEM...this is a BUMP

 

[The Question]

Choose Trolling. Choose a target. Choose a tactic. Choose an accomplice. Choose a fucking big hissy fit, choose veiled flaming, gambits, ruses and proxies. Choose mods you can play off each other, low profile duals, and alibis. Choose outlandish claims. Choose your victims. Choose your allies. Choose a rape victim persona and matching baggage. Choose a three-piece cheerleading section on hire purchase in a range of fucking political viewpoints. Choose LOL and wondering who the fuck you are on a particular board. Choose sitting in the wings watching your patsies destroy themselves and each other, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable AOL chatroom, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up sycophants and imitators you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose Trolling... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose trolling. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got XM radio?

 

[Bladev1]

ummm well damn yours was better than mine, altho I see QOTW potential with my last sentence
Here's a chocolatey good tootsie pop I stole from Blindgroping..you sir are a WINNAH!