This is just a joke story, no offense intended to anyone, just some good ol' fashioned lolz.
It was a stormy day at Castle /b/, the headquarters of the Knights of the Troll Table. The Head Polish Trollknight, Drassa Cahal, was reading of an ancient army of 11 year old hard queers known as the Retarded Destroyers, [RD]. He learned their doom fortress was just 2 blocks and a cab ride from the Trollknights' mighty Citadel of lulz and mudkipz. Drassa burst into the main hall where he saw all of his Trollknights at work. He saw Gabe, a fellow Polack, fapping to some epic raep on /b/. He also saw Haze, the Jewish Trollknight banking online and learning how to play ancient Hebrew songs on guitar for his bar mitzvah. And then he saw Rayaan, the Whipped Trollknight, talking to his girlfriend Wendy over Skype. She screamed and yelled until she was blue in the face, Rayaan apologizing as she slandered him. Drassa gathered his fellows together and told them of this ancient evil he had discovered. "Friends, we have found yet another lolcow to troll! If we are victorious, the consequences will never be the same!" With this rallying cry, his brothers and he rushed off to Doom Fortress Herpy Derpy Doo, the bastion of the Retarded Destroyers.
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I don't get it, I must be a retarded destroyer
toasterintheoven on Tue Aug 31, 2010 10:10 am