Ahoda @ 13/12/2019 9:09

you guys should have stolen my vote so you could have forced me to hammer myself. But you guys don't have your troll skill maxed to 100.

We stole your kill every single night and stole your vote and forced you to hammer TiB

You’re playing troll checkers, we’re playing troll chess

Curtis @ 13/12/2019 9:14

Ahoda @ 13/12/2019 9:09 you guys should have stolen my vote so you could have forced me to hammer myself. But you guys don't have your troll skill maxed to 100. We stole your kill every single night and stole your vote and forced you to hammer TiB You’re playing troll checkers, we’re playing troll chess

How do you figure? My partner and I have successfully killed 5 times out of 6. Those are great numbers for SKs.

Trolling shouldn't be confused for a natural tendency toward douchebaggery.

I think I figured out a way toturn a log splitter into a forging press. Damascus here I come!

LO, praise of the prowess of people-kings
of spear-armed Danes, in days long sped,
we have heard, and what honor the athelings won!
Oft Scyld the Scefing from squadroned foes,
from many a tribe, the mead-bench tore,
awing the earls. Since erst he lay
friendless, a foundling, fate repaid him:
for he waxed under welkin, in wealth he throve,
till before him the folk, both far and near,
who house by the whale-path, heard his mandate,
gave him gifts: a good king he!
To him an heir was afterward born,
a son in his halls, whom heaven sent
to favor the folk, feeling their woe
that erst they had lacked an earl for leader
so long a while; the Lord endowed him,
the Wielder of Wonder, with world’s renown.
Famed was this Beowulf: far flew the boast of him,
son of Scyld, in the Scandian lands.
So becomes it a youth to quit him well
with his father’s friends, by fee and gift,
that to aid him, aged, in after days,
come warriors willing, should war draw nigh,
liegemen loyal: by lauded deeds
shall an earl have honor in every clan.
Forth he fared at the fated moment,
sturdy Scyld to the shelter of God.
Then they bore him over to ocean’s billow,
loving clansmen, as late he charged them,
while wielded words the winsome Scyld,
the leader beloved who long had ruled....
In the roadstead rocked a ring-dight vessel,
ice-flecked, outbound, atheling’s barge:
there laid they down their darling lord
on the breast of the boat, the breaker-of-rings,
by the mast the mighty one. Many a treasure
fetched from far was freighted with him.
No ship have I known so nobly dight
with weapons of war and weeds of battle,
with breastplate and blade: on his bosom lay
a heaped hoard that hence should go
far o’er the flood with him floating away.
No less these loaded the lordly gifts,
thanes’ huge treasure, than those had done
who in former time forth had sent him
sole on the seas, a suckling child.

Primate @ 13/12/2019 10:43

Trolling shouldn't be confused for a natural tendency toward douchebaggery.

Attn: Ahoda

Sorry Curtis but those words are too big for me to comprehend.

You still bitter that the SK team are better killers then your scrub squad?

Oh no, trolled again!

How does he do it!

i'm just that good curtis. take notes

Meh

End it timmah. I dont think you guys have stolen a vote. Were just waiting to see if tchill shows up

I do love this trend of the town’s slivers of hope quickly being dashed

Tchill’s gonna crush your hopes and dreams if Timmah doesn’t first

Yeah. Stupid town

You’re a townie. You went from our dog to theirs and you never even killed any of them

I've killed more people then your team. I'm the alpha dog