I'm leaving.
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Well, folks, there you have it. A day in the life of a troll. It's a very long day, the cheetah pattern tights are uncomfortable; I think we covered that before. Ace Frehley Ibanez Iceman guitar, convenient and essential. A lot of working of supermodel motifs. Trolling has a hip-hop beat. Sometime when you beat the bush one too many times, the natives get restless, and that's when the piper comes and you have to pay him, and all you have is some broken down toys from your childhood, a Kangol hat with Gene Simmons autograph, and an out of date version of Adobe Flash well, those rooster have to roost somewhere. But I digress. Anoniminity only goes so far, and thus we reach a denouement of sorts. Ah yes chums, one is left wondering the eternal "why?" Was he pursued? Pursued by his own obsessions? And you know what you should do when the urge to troll hits when chased by one's obsessions? A hot cup of chamomile tea will fix you right up. Trust me on the tea.