Failed Trolls

I knows you has wallowed in many a chortle, but we needs to chill things down and sort out the meta.  And by that I mean get meta. I knows you might presumes me some sort of trolling savant; a wild and elusive sneakors going about doing sneakorsy type shit.  This is only mostly true. Thing about trolling is it's not about the troll. The reason sneakorsy activities elicits a chortle is cuz it's all about someone being confused or baffled or annoyed.  That moment when a seemingly rational person becomes aware of their tenuous grasp of reality. This is the perpetual cycle of Brad; getting sufficiently distracted after a troll so things appear normal and he can be trolled all over again.

Hard to believe, but not all peoples is this way.  Insert Bean. Even though he saw the trolls he would never commit.  Whenever there was a trip to shenanigans town he always declined. Recognized and walked away when things didn't make sense.  Often chastised for not venturing down the adventures offered. Even turned down an invite to Team Troll because he knew Brody would perpetually roast him for answers.  Honestly an intelligent move. However one that has omitted him from many a story regardless of his presence. I am describing to you a boy of a man who was rendered impervious to effectively all trolls.  A position that gave him a different vantage point from others in the shop.

Except there’s that classic detail again; at the end of it he was still getting trolled.  No matter how he turned away or covered his ears he could still hear the allure of the unicorn.  It's nondescript bellows echoing in the night. I knows this cuz one night after he’d quit I got some texts.  Not humorous enough to quote, but still quite unexpected. He knew less about cars than anyone else, but he knew Brad was wrong; derp wrong.  After having some time he was ready for a guess; apparently deciphering Brad’s failings and Brody’s insight. “A Ford Focus.” To this day all he knows is that both himself and Brad are wrong.