True Story!
I am the Jim Morrison of Oz..........The Wonder Down Under
Michael Hutchence F0REVER
Dude your trolling is just incomparably shit. Please stop that. Learn how to be a little more clever about it or something, because as of right now its like you're a stubborn spot on my glasses. I take them off, wipe them. Oh shit its still there. I can still see and its no big deal, but i'd rather them be clean.
Or another metaphor. A bunch of nice adults are having a social gathering at someone's house because they just bught it and want to show it off. There are really tasty snacks like finger sandwiches with various fillings, an lots of different alchohols, but nobody is being a hog or getting too drunk. All of the sudden a loudmouth guy who smells like piss and is absolutely filthy shows up. He has a monkey riding on his back, an the monkey is screaming for no apparent reason. The guy and the monkey start eating all of the food, and the guy drinks all the alchohol and calls people names while the monkey smears it's own feces on the walls.
You are the fucking monkey, dude. Can you dig my groove here?