Alas, the voices have spoken to me and me alone. "Num num, Blagle" they said, "Num num, you should seek a new text hole stating your anti-norm sexuality, num num."

"Huzzah!" I replied with great inconsistency. And so I went forth (first I went backwards, but then decided to turn around), grinding my fingers on the instrument that would create a God's persona, walking down the blue-bricked road to a place that was unknown.

Suddenly, as I was skipping down the road singing about how great life was, a troll popped out from the electrical snakes spinning like a ballerina on an eroding cake. A greasy substance dripped from every crease and every crevasse of the troll's green skin and gnarled teeth. "You should kill yourself, hee hee hee hee hee." said the ugly troll.

"Troll no trolling!" I replied, raising my holy chainsaw high up in the air. It was a great chainsaw. The blood from a thousand foes still stained its stainless steel. Down it came upon thy troll, but alas, 'twas no use. The troll hath been imbued with the resilience of a dragon's foreskin. I had no choice but to huff puff puff puff my way further down the road and escape the troll.

"EEEHEEEHEEEHEEE! KILL YOURSELF!" yelled the troll as I ran further and further down the road.

Eventually I could hear the troll no longer. I sighed a heavy breath and resumed my gay journey down the blue-bricked road.

To be continued...maybe.

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