Troll? Is that what you think I am? snort Pull up a chair bud and I’ll tell you about trolls. The real trolls are the guys who tried shooting me down when I was in Iraq. Desert Storm my friend. That’s right, I was dodging scud missiles at 25,000 feet while you were still poopin’ in your nappies. Why? Because I’m a patriot. Proud to be American and not afraid to say it even in today’s PC police climate. When I go to my 6 figure a year job, I drive 12 tons of cold rolled American steel my friend. None of that Asian or Mexican overseas stuff neither. All made in the USA parts. Because I love this country. It’s treated me well, given me a chance to use my IQ of 157 to make something of myself. And I’ve taken that opportunity and run with it because I’m a man. A real man from an era when men were men and females were females. So next time you call someone a troll, think about who’s out there fighting to protect your ability to play keyboard cowboy. It’s the people you look down upon and call “troll”. We’re done here my man, capiche?