Christmas Charity

   Here is what I suggest. Try this Diaper Trollie. Don't spend months on end doing everything you possible can to torgue The Vet. Try that. Oh most especially, don't change your name to a copycat of The Vet. Yeah, that would really really torque him. Yeah, you might unnerve him for a while. Get him to drop a few words he normally don't use. But you gotta remember trollie. He has faced down trolls 7 times tougher than you. No 8, maybe 9. Trolls that could really come up with new ways to torque The Vet. And also, little Diaper wearing, red nad scratching trollie, you go up against The Vet, you do something that will torque him, don't back down. Think it out first. Make sure you got something that is new. and you can get a fix on, and think about all the possible ways he might undermine it and when it is rock solid and new, don't forget, you pull something The Vet has already faced, he might have a countermove ready to go. But yeah, you do pull something, and The Vet dares you to keep it that way. Don't back down like a little Girlyman, cuz The Vet respects intelligent trolls, and Girlymen trolls that turn chickensnit and run at the first tiniest counterpunch, yeah, The Vet is gonna grab you by your trollie throat and never let you go.

  Just a little advice from The Vet.

  Oh, another thing. Don't create forums in the basement. The Vet knows. He knows, he knows every crook, every cranny in the basement, and he knows he can knock trollies around to his little hearts content in the basement. Yeah, pounding on trollies upstairs, you risk taking it too far and upsetting the crowd. Because The Vet knows. Every single trollie has the the big trollie gun. The Last Word. It don't have to be intelligent. It don't have to be on topic. It just has to be last. It is the only big gun trolies got. And they love it.  And the troll bashers, you know those guys that got the truth, honesty, and intelligence, they know that at some point they have to walk away or risk spamming up the joint and upsetting the masses.

But down here in the basement trollie. Your big gun don't matter for a lick of spit on a frozen lake. This is my haven trollie. My territory. And I get to unleash the hounds of hell and no one is gonna care. No one trollie. Trollies know it too. This one trollie told me just in the last few weeks that no one would visit a forum I created in the basement. He mocked me. Well, he tried. Trollies do love them the trying.

It's tough trollie. It hurts reading. I know. But I got one last thing. Always. Always. Always keep your hand close to your vest. Don't let The Vet see your cards. MOST ESPECIALLY, DON'T LET THE VET KNOW HOW MUCH YOU LOVE YOUR LITTLE FORUM AND HOW YOU DON'T WANT HIM TO MESS IT UP. It is like throwing a big ol' slab of steak in front of a dog and telling him not to eat it. Stupid trollie, your in my house now.

Grab hold of something trollie, it is gonna get rough.

So take your serious thread, nwahs, your non-retard don't call me retard thread that you don't want me gumming up and shove it right down your throat.

You got that trollie that thinks he can torque The Vet and then created hearty feely touchy cuddly Christmas forums.