Sunday, February 24, 2008

Trolls and things

The London Fog has its very own troll who also happens to suffer from multiple sock puppet disorder. We won't mention the real name of this man of many aliases because we don't have the time or inclination to fight false allegations of libel. Nor will we attempt to initiate hate crime proceedings against this personality-challenged individual who continues to type characters clearly meant to make us cry, but we reserve the right to delete the mad ramblings of a stupid man who obsessively comments on a site he claims is boring.

A taste of what you are missing, as previously attached to this entry:

Hey Mike, cool post. It exceeds your normal high standards!

Ha Ha Ha! ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.


More:

Mike, you've put up another lame post, as usual.

You're the stupid one of the bunch, ain't ya?

Can't handle the truth or are you just addicted to deleting posts that disagree with your lame-o thoughts?


and also:

Come and get me, Mike.

I'm a threat to your semi-retarded views.

Your mommy dropped you on your head when you were a wee one, didn't she?


The London Fog reserves the right to delete spam from their premises.

Mike adds to Lisa's original post: As an old Tocharian proverb says, "Alcohol should not be poured so heavily into buried wells".

I missed these comments the first time around, but I thought something was up. I could smell the pong of rum and failure from all the way out at Mitchieville.

"Come and get me. You wanna wrestle? I'll wrestle ya right to the ground! Come here boy!"