Now you know I don't count coup on a troll until I clear it with my pet troll Guido here. So I turned Guido loose and sent him to sniffin'. After reading the comment directed towards me Guido had this to say "That's a feckin' troll Miss. Bag him and tag him." So I did.
And this is where I'm keeping him. Welcome to my Troll of Fame. Nice isn't it? And it's roomy too. Now you might be asking yourself "Jesus Christ, how long will she keep that troll?" and "What is she going to feed him?"
And I would answer "Guido will feed him a daily ration of flies. And I'll feed him a little something of my own.
It's not very filling, but it's tasty. Now I know what yer thinking "Who is this arsemonkey and what did he do to piss Anne off?" And I would answer "None of you know this particular arsemonkey as he doesn't follow this blog" As to what the bastard said, well let's just say he found me annoying and was possessed by an uncontrollable urge to let me know it. Now the first thing that I'm going to do with my trolls is to assign them a new avi and a new name (it's for their own protection).
This is the trolls new avi and his new name is The Troll From Downunder. This is an important aspect of the Troll of Fame and will bestow immortality on my wonderful trolls. Hopefully I'll collect more trolls and can occaisionally bring them out for a public viewing. It'll be great.
All original photographs have my signature embedded and are source located to my camera. Copy, crop, paste and I'll put you out to pasture with this new sheep I've acquired.