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« on: March 08, 2015, 03:33:11 am »
And all at once we saw him. Coming down at the head of a great white host he thundered past us, us who were cowering in our hovels made out of the spam free posts. We saw, and we knew. We knew that this was the one, the one whom had been spoken of in our legends, the Great One, The All-Powerful Toad. He rode past with his host and we followed. Past the Lower Boards full of General Discussion and the Great Sea of Forum Games and Roleplaying. Past the Higher Boards full of strange Other Games. And finally past the lands of the Dwarves who dwell in the Dwarf Fortress. We passed all of this and more until finally we stopped. At the edge of known lands, the Great Bay 12 Game Forums, we stopped.
We saw then our enemies. The spawn of spam and evil posts, and at their head the evil Lord, Dancing Giraffe. Our armies clashed then and many fell, but many more still fought on for we were with our Lord, our Protector the Great Toady One. Many heroes were made that day, two for all who fell. The battle raged for nights and days until finally the Toady One met with the Dancing Giraffe on the field of battle. All stopped then to watch. From the first it was obvious that the Toad would win, for although the Dancing Giraffe fought slyly and with sly tactics the Toad was too valiant to fall. And finally the Great Warhammer that had been named in awe, the Banhammer, descended on Dancing Giraffe and the waves of spam vanished. We returned to our homes then, in all the different boards, and we knew, that if ever spam should threaten again then the Toady One would protect us.