Kleine Geschichte

[Scoop]

"Private Jenkins!" yelled the Captain. "Get over here immediately, there's something you need to see!"

"Right away, sir!" Jenkins shouted back, crossing the open area in the center of their camp at a double march.

"You see these tracks, Jenkins?" the Captain asked, neither requesting nor expecting a reply. He continued, "And that smell? Private Jenkins! Are you paying attention to me!?"

"Sir, I am positively brimming with attention, I assure you."

"Don't be a smart-ass, Jenkins."

"I blame my parents, sir."

"Don't we all, Jenkins. Don't we all." the Captain sighed. "Tell me, Jenkins, in light of my on-going efforts to provide you with what we in the army like to call An Edjukayshun, what creature leaves tracks like these, accompanied by such a horrific stench?"

"A troll, sir?" Jenkins replied cautiously.

"Bang on, Private Jenkins. Nicely done. A troll. You must be on your guard at all times. They are Very Very Nasty." the Captain warned.

"But what shall I do if this creature attacks me? Shall I feign death? Shall I hurl pomegranates, in the manner so effectively demonstrated by you last week when we were assaulted by nuns in the market?" asked Jenkins, noticably agitated.

"No no," the Captain replied, "pomegranates will just make things worse, and feigning death is a bit extreme under the circumstances. Mark my words, boy, if you are ever confronted by a troll, there is only one thing you can do..."

"Tell me, tell me!" pleaded Jenkins, interrupting.

"You must ignore him. The troll feeds on attention, Jenkins. Ignore him and he will die. It will not be pleasant. You will be tempted to watch the squirming, the cries of agony will reach deep down into your underpants and grab you by the ... well, you get the idea, Jenkins. Trust me: ignore the troll, be strong, and perhaps you will live to hurl pomegranates at nuns another day."

"Thank you, sir. It is truly an honour to serve with you."

"You're right about that, Private. Dismissed"

[three-stripes]

Wie wahr, wie wahr...

[Dönerzilla]

Und die Moral von der Geschicht?
Jedenfalls scheinen wenige User darauf zu reagieren, um sich nicht den Spaß entgehen zu lassen.

[TXL]

Amen!

[Mace]

Du darfst doch gar nix dazu sagen Klener...

Ahh verdammt ich füttere ja auch wieder so´n Mopped...

[Dönerzilla]

Vollassi Toni Junior

[O.B.]

Man kann ja auch die Fütterung erst etwas später einstellen

Find aber herrlich, dass er nix peilt.
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