U is for…

Unfair, usurping, and underhanded.  How dare she take MY day?  T is my letter!  It’s my name, and it’s for my Trolls.  She had a day for her smelly, dirt crawling, double crossing worms. She takes my day to point out one of them in particular?

She can rot in the oblivion of the unworshipped for all I care.  She knew I’d been up late for a holiday with the orcs.  These celebrations take a lot out of you, I don’t care who you are.  For her to slide in and post that trash while I slept just goes to show how she is.

I don’t care what day it is.  I’m posting about my trolls.  If you don’t like it, you can go suck a rock.  Like the dwarves do.  Ha!

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