Now this is a trollpasta all about how
My life got flipped turned upside-down
And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there,
I'll tell ya how I became the furry of an ethnicity called Celtic.
On the Trollpasta Wiki I was born and raised,
In the chat was where I spent most of my days
Chillin out, maxin, relaxin all cool
And bannin some newfags inside of chat,
But when a couple of Kerbins, who were up to no good,
Started makin trouble in my wiki chat,
I got in one little fight and SG demoted me.
He said, "You're movin with the butthurt trolls on Cuckpolar."
I begged and pleaded with him day after day,
But he wouldn't give me back my rights and sent me on my way.
He gave me a butthurt and gave me a mod request,
I got butthurt and said, "Might as well fuck it."
Failed mod request, yo this is bad,
Defendin myself from edgy teens.
Is this what the people of Cuckpolar live like?
Hm, Trollpasta might be alright.
I whistled for a cab and when it came near,
The license plate said "KANGAROOS" and had fries in the mirror.
If anything I could say that this cab was oversensitive and hypocritical,
But I thought, Man, fuck it. "Yo homes, to Trollpasta!"
I pulled up to the chat around 4 or 5
And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo homes, flame ya later!"
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the asshurt furry of Celtic.