I know where my brother gets his troll genes from.
Mom: Does it ever happen to you, to imagine crazy scenarios?
Me: ...yes?
Mom: This morning I'd forgotten my iPhone, right?
Me: I know.
Mom: I was at BigNameClothingStore, looking at things on sale, and I suddenly imagined taking my i-Phone, using the microphone function, and saying "Ladies and gentlemen, please take a good look at the last sales before the socialist primaries! Once the socialists are in government, there will be no more sales! There will be no more department stores!"
Me: WAT. WHY WOULD YOU WANT SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
Mom: *laughing* I thought it'd be funny. Sure, they'd think I was mad, but...
Me: I NEVER. DO YOU WANT TO KILL THE LEFT'S CHANCES.
Mom: ...it'd get the rumor going!
Me: ...Social traitor! ...Troll!
Me: ...yes?
Mom: This morning I'd forgotten my iPhone, right?
Me: I know.
Mom: I was at BigNameClothingStore, looking at things on sale, and I suddenly imagined taking my i-Phone, using the microphone function, and saying "Ladies and gentlemen, please take a good look at the last sales before the socialist primaries! Once the socialists are in government, there will be no more sales! There will be no more department stores!"
Me: WAT. WHY WOULD YOU WANT SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
Mom: *laughing* I thought it'd be funny. Sure, they'd think I was mad, but...
Me: I NEVER. DO YOU WANT TO KILL THE LEFT'S CHANCES.
Mom: ...it'd get the rumor going!
Me: ...Social traitor! ...Troll!