I’ve been scouring YouTube for nearly a week now with only a few nibbles. I think the trolls are picking up on my Google+ account scent. I realized just yesterday that the reason I haven’t had any luck yet probably has to do with the fact that I have a gigantic billboard on my Google homepage that reads:
HUNTING FOR YOUTUBE TROLLS!!!
However, that aside, I’m finding that this troll-hunting business is a very delicate procedure; kinda like extracting a sliver from underneath the fingernail. If I act too aggressively and/or use attack words like, shit head, bastard, or jerk-off, I put myself into the aggressor category, thereby nullifying the entire mission and turning myself into a hypocrite.
But who cares about that shit.
The Justin Bieber Jungle is a hot spot. I’ll continue looking there for now, and pray that I don’t contract a nasty case of Bieber fever while I’m at it.
And also, here’s a short list of really gross words for some reason:
Why end at 11 you ask? I think that’s a good place to stop for now. Wait, before I go, maybe I should try using them all in a story:
My neighbor decided to masturbate to some smut involving a donkey, but the goober started to chaff, causing a canker full of scabies to form under his pudge. So, he went to the drug store and purchased some ointment to keep it moist. Just as he began to smear it on his pencil, the person writing this story decided to vomit.
Ok. I’m done. Back to the hunt.