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for all those friends who email me heart-warmimg stories

curiousa2z

Be patient till the last.
In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University .

On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully.


He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his hunting knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.



Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.



Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed his stupid ass against the railing, killing him instantly.


Probably wasn't the same elephant.
 
ZOMG! I got ANOTHER one this morning! :rwmad:
 
Poetic justice!
 
lol! yeah, I guess. :D



STILL HATE THEM WITH A HUNKA HUNKA BURNING LOVE!
 
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>>>>>>DONT READ THIS<<<<<<<<

my name iz britney an i am dead i was killed a year ago by an EVIL BF he killed me wiv his nife and RAPED ME if u dont send dis 2 25 of ur friends in 30mins i will haunt u tonite!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
My dad sends me forwarded emails ALL THE TIME, THE BASTARD.
 
You're a ghost writer.
 
I've slowly taught all my friends and relatives not to send me any chain emails or cutesy crap, unless it's something damn funny.

THEY DO AS THEY ARE TOLD YA.
 
I'd never open one.
 
YE ARE WISE OLD ONE!
 
Me neither, but sometimes the email subjects were misleading and I would be AMBUSHED which made me educate the offending loved one more directly and forcefully (I killed them and ate their ribs)
 
Yeah, sometimes they're disguised under penis enlargement pill emails (which I always read.)
 
^ah, now those don't tend to trick me into reading them so much.
 
WE CAN'T ALL HAVE NATURALLY MASSIVE PENISES LIKE YOU, DEAR.
 
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