The lethalviper that could One day lethalviper80 was getting ready for one of the most serious sporting events in the Troll kingdom - the fart sucking contest. It was a glorious competition that only the most vile, ugliest, little weinerest trolls could attend and lethalviper80 was the top contender. He had been the running champ for years, putting his lips around the rectums of various other trolls, people, animals and insects and sucking out that sweet sweet butt juice which trolls actually thrive on to help drive they're deluded mental process. Odds are if it's something that's existed, lethalviper80 has sucked the fart out of it. He stood waiting for the announcements of what creature the contenders would have to suck farts out of, looking smug for he new he could suck farts from the mightiest of beasts. But when the creature was finally revealed lethalviper80 gasped in terror! It was a woman! Lethalviper80 had never even touched or been touched by a woman, let alone needing to be brave enough to suck the fart out of one! He peed his pants and ran home crying. He couldn't face her. He had sucked farts from cows, frogs and stinkbugs.... but never a woman. He sat at home alone and ashamed, pleasuring himself to gifs of garbage trucks dumping trash. Then in the distance he heard a voice calling to him. It was the woman running up to him calling his name. She collapsed in front of him pleading for his help. Apparently she was a princess from a far away land and she had lost the ability to fart naturally. The gas had been building up inside of her for so long she feared she may explode at any moment and destroy her kingdom. She had heard lethalviper80 was the best fart sucker and came seeking his help. She didn't care how ugly he was or how small his wiener is, she had love for him in her heart and begged for his help. With the princess's entire kingdom in peril, lethalviper80 knew he had to help. He closed his eyes moving his lips towards the princess's rectum. "I think I can, I think I can" he repeatedly told himself until his lips finally connected with her. Then with all of his might he sucked. He sucked so hard. I mean this dude reeeeeaaallly sucked. Then when he thought he couldn't suck anymore she gusted into his mouth. The flavors of rotten eggs, moldy bread, sulfur and rancid cottage cheese dancing festively into his lungs! He kept sucking and sucking, so proud of himself. But then he sucked so hard that he sucked up all the love the princess had felt for him. The princess's love entered lethalviper80 and was instantly abolished by the super herpes that resided in him. Not loving lethalviper80 anymore, the princess pooped on his carpet, made fun of his little wiener and left. Lethalviper80 sat alone but was not upset about the events that transpired, for he had saved an entire kingdom and finally touched a woman!

I figured id check back in and yeah, D2 still sucks.....

Yeah they said that's how it was going to be more than a year ago

Bringing back old classic content? Literally everyone does it. Why are you acting like this the first time you’ve experienced this?

It's almost funny how many times they can rehash the same dismal amount of content.

This still pisses me off.......and it will happen again. Probably with the next big update

The legitimate legend of lethalviper80 On a dark and stormy night, a drunken troll named poglob stumbled through the wet darkness seeking refuge from the weather. He was a ghastly looking troll, short and stout and covered with super herpes. He had testicular cancer which made his ween-deen smaller than some of the smallest ween-deens in this realm of existence. During his drunken endeavor he came upon the underside of a bridge. It was there he met a lady troll named Stacy. Stacy was shorter than he was and blubberous. She had boobs that were unattractively small for her tremendous body and lopsided. Her body somehow covered in ovarian cysts and her scent was that of oversalted fish left to rot in the sun. But to a drunken Poglob she was at least a solid 2/10 and that was good enough for him. He made sloppy love to her that night. The fluids from their constantly popping herpes and cysts lubricating each other's bodies and making them lust after each other even more. From this heinous act a little troll baby was born. Poglob and Stacy were not smart enough to pick out a name on their own so they used an online troll name generated, thus naming their child lethalviper80. Poglob came to despise his child. Lethalviper80 had inherited his parents ugly traits. He was covered in cysts and herpes. He had an even uglier pair of lopsided boobs than his mother. He had even inherited his dads incredibly small ween-deen because lethalviper80 also had testicular cancer. His testicular cancer had also spread to his rectum however, giving him no control over his bowel movements. Sadly because of this, even as he grew older he had to wear diapers. One day poglob told lethalviper80 and Stacy that he was going to town to get a pack of candy cigarettes.... but he never returned. Stacy blamed lethalviper80 for Poglob leaving and would occasionally tie his shoelaces together and push him down the stairs, disfiguring his appearance and impairing his mental capabilities more and more every time. When it was time for lethalviper80 to go to school all the other children made fun of him because of his grotesque looks. Children could be so mean he learned. He came to loath them, his somehow functioning brain filling with hatred. When the other children said they liked pumpkin cookies he would say he hated them even though he refused to ever actually try one. He would just state that pumpkin cookies were just a stripped down version of pumpkin pie and other children were fools for liking them. One day in the classroom another student decided to pants little lethalviper80. It would be a day no one would soon forget. Upon getting pantsed, all the other children in class saw lethalviper80's little wee-deen. They laughed and laughed at him, the embarrassment causing lethalviper80 to have an uncontrollable bowel movement. With his diaper around his ankles there was nothing that could stop the horrible flow of stinky matter that poured from lethalviper80's rectum. The children were all screaming in horror, the classroom being filled with this horrible substance within minutes. Including lethalviper80 himself, there were very few survivors. The story had began to spread around and soon everybody was calling him "little wiener viper diaper." Stacy had become incredibly embarrassed by the existence of her son. One day she chained him in their basement and he was never to be seen again by the outside world. The only source of light he had in the basement was the glowing screen of a computer he had found and connected it to the wifi of a nearby McDonald's. It was there lethalviper80 had learned in all his misery that he garnered some false sense of happiness spreading his trollness across the internet, only taking breaks to eat hot pockets and pleasure himself to foreign news bloopers and puppy videos. What had become of lethalviper80 outside of the Internet? No one knows. Chained down in his basement no one has seen him for years. But some people say that every once in a while during a full moon you can hear the sound of lethalviper80 howling in the night... yelling at the garlicky taste of his own cancerous ween-deen sauce for that's what he ingests for protein when he runs out of hot pockets. Forever sitting in front of a computer screen trapped and trolling the internet. Some would say that this was his fate.... his destiny.

On a dark and stormy night, a drunken troll named Poglob stumbled through the wet darkness seeking refuge from the weather. He was a ghastly looking troll, short and stout and covered with super herpes. He had testicular cancer which made his ween-deen smaller than some of the smallest ween-deens in this realm of existence. During his drunken endeavor he came upon the underside of a bridge. It was there he met a lady troll named Stacy. Stacy was shorter than he was and blubberous. She had boobs that were unattractively small for her tremendous body and lopsided. Her body somehow covered in ovarian cysts and her scent was that of oversalted fish left to rot in the sun. But to a drunken Poglob she was at least a solid 2/10 and that was good enough for him. He made sloppy love to her that night. The fluids from their constantly popping herpes and cysts lubricating each other's bodies and making them lust after each other even more. From this heinous act a little troll baby was born. Poglob and Stacy were not smart enough to pick out a name on their own so they used an online troll name generated, thus naming their child lethalviper80. Poglob came to despise his child. Lethalviper80 had inherited his parents ugly traits. He was covered in cysts and herpes. He had an even uglier pair of lopsided boobs than his mother. He had even inherited his dads incredibly small ween-deen because lethalviper80 also had testicular cancer. His testicular cancer had also spread to his -blam!- however, giving him no control over his bowel movements. Sadly because of this, even as he grew older he had to wear diapers. One day poglob told lethalviper80 and Stacy that he was going to town to get a pack of candy cigarettes.... but he never returned. Stacy blamed lethalviper80 for Poglob leaving and would occasionally tie his shoelaces together and push him down the stairs, disfiguring his appearance and impairing his mental capabilities more and more every time. When it was time for lethalviper80 to go to school all the other children made fun of him because of his grotesque looks. Children could be so mean he learned. He came to loath them, his somehow functioning brain filling with hatred. When the other children said they liked pumpkin cookies he would say he hated them even though he refused to ever actually try one. He would just state that pumpkin cookies were just a stripped down version of pumpkin pie and other children were fools for liking them. One day in the classroom another student decided to pants little lethalviper80. It would be a day no one would soon forget. Upon getting pantsed, all the other children in class saw lethalviper80's little wee-deen. They laughed and laughed at him, the embarrassment causing lethalviper80 to have an uncontrollable bowel movement. With his diaper around his ankles there was nothing that could stop the horrible flow of stinky matter that poured from lethalviper80's -blam!-. The children were all screaming in horror, the classroom being filled with this horrible substance within a minutes. Including lethalviper80 himself, there were very few survivors. The story had began to spread around and soon everybody was calling him "little wiener viper diaper." Stacy had become incredibly embarrassed by the existence of her son. One day she chained him in their basement and he was never to be seen again by the outside world. The only source of light he had in the basement was the glowing screen of a computer he had found and connected it to the wifi of a nearby McDonald's. It was there lethalviper80 had learned in all his misery that he garnered some false sense of happiness spreading his trollness across the internet, only taking breaks to eat hot pockets and pleasure himself to foreign news bloopers and puppy videos. What had become of lethalviper80 outside of the Internet? No one knows. Chained down in his basement no one has seen him for years. But some people say that every once in a while during a full moon you can hear the sound of lethalviper80 howling in the night... yelling at the garlicky taste of his own cancerous ween-deen sauce for that's what he ingests for protein when he runs out of hot pockets. Forever sitting in front of a computer screen trapped and trolling the internet. Some would say that this was his fate.... his destiny.

The Curse of Osiris is actually The Curse of O$iri$. No, but people on here, by this I mean the fans, are like pigs, you see. You throw down some slop and they come running it eat it right up every time.

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