01 December 2011
Update 333
I'm working on a new kind of literature called AngLOL-Saxon, where every line of heroic Old English poetry ends with an Internet-ism and some trolling. "Exiled, far from kin, the weary-faced man makes his path out upon the whale-road. / LOL! What's a whale-road?! Whales don't drive cars, dumbass! FAIL!"
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Judging by the 0 comments I imagine your AngLOL-Saxon idea is about the dumbest thing anyone has ever heard of. What kind of drugs are you on?
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