The screeching idiot hordes descended upon the plain of Martialtopolis like something bad, looking to do bad things to something not bad. In a bad, bad way.
Those not bad things were a mere handful of brave warriors, guided by the principles of common sense and dedicated to stomping on the balls of those who lived in the realm of fantasy.
With valiant heroism over 5 years they fought those hordes. Hordes of delusional fairies with their silken prancing in the moonlight. Swarms of festering beasts, laying claim to the old frames of paths that never existed. Legions of blind sheep, dressed in the vestments of warriors without ever having earned such roles, merely playing at them.
Yes, many balls were indeed stomped. Now, from that handful of disgruntled, weary soldiers, stands a legion of 30,000 ready to storm the gates of the stupid, and to stomp on many, many more sets of balls in the name of all that is rational, and not stupid. Or lame. Or wearing way too much padding. Seriously, what's up with that crap? Too scared to get hit nancy-boy? Mommy won't let widdle Timmy-poo pway wough? Jesus you sad sacks of crap need to find another hobby and stop giving the rest of us a bad name.
Uhh... I mean...
We have risen from the... oh screw it. Bullshido hit 30,000 members today. Rejoice and go forth and stomp balls.
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