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@ihavebigtits it is the year 103 of the fourth age, crime, war and hunger are legends told by old grandparents to their grandsons in Gondor, as wise and beloved king Aragorn II Elessar had so improved quality of life and order over the 107 years he had been king of Gondor and Anor. As the old king walked the walls of Minas Ithil overlooking the ruins of what was once the realm of Sauron to the east, reminiscing of the battles of his youth, a stone struck his crown, startling him. He ducked for cover behind the ramparts as more stones flew overhead, coming from the lands below. Mustering the courage he had so many times before displayed, he stood up and looked over the walls and yelled "Who dares so cravenly attack the king of Gondor? What ills have I suffered upon you to enact this senseless violence?"
As he did, he noticed that behind some rocks stood a host of orcs numbering near two score, stones in hand, and with a symbol similar to an A encircled painted on their chests on what appeared to be their own excrement. One of the orcs bared his malformed behind to the King and spread his anus with his ugly orc hands, as a second orc replied to Isildur's heir's challenge: "FUCK COPS AND FUCK YER SOCIETY", followed by more stones until two soldiers rushed, bow in hand, to their king's rescue. As they nocked arrows, the orcs ran away from the walls and anon disappeared within the rocks.