Introduction
(Anthony is putting on his shirt) Ian: (Comes to Anthony's room) Dude, Jerry has got to go! Everytime I want to use the TV, his stupid ass is playing Call of Duty!
(Cut to the TV to reveal that Jerry is playing Call of Duty)
(Cut back to Anthony's room)
Anthony: Dude, I know! I thought this was going to be a temporary thing until he got a job.
Ian: We could always kill him.
Anthony: No! He's my cousin. My mom would be pissed.
Ian: Well, I'm out of ideas.
Anthony: Oh! What if we trolled him really, really hard until he never wants to play here again?
Ian: You're a genius! Let's go!
Anthony: Sure, just let me finish getting dressed.
(The camera zooms down to reveal he isn't finished getting dressed)
Ian: (Sees why) Oh! Ah, right! I'll leave you to that. (Closes the door)
Troll #1: The Telephone
Jerry: (Playing Call of Duty on a killing streak) Aw, pwned your stupid little ass! Oh, boom shockalocka!
(Anthony makes a fake call)
Anthony: Hey, Jerry, that could be that job calling you back.
Jerry: Who cares?! I'm collecting the UNEMPLOYMENT MONEY. Nm. Thank you, government, paying me to play Call of Duty.
(Ian makes a fake call)
Ian: Hey, Jerry, I I think it might be that hot girl from class trying to call you.
Jerry: Whatever! She was a four out of ten at best. Nm. Pwned again!
(Anthony makes another fake call)
Anthony: Hey, uh, your mom was suppose to call you today, right?
Jerry: (Picks up the phone) F...(Bleep)K OFF, MOM! I'M PWNING NOOBS! (His player dies) Gh. GODDAMN IT, YOU MADE ME GET KILLED, MOM! I HATE YOU, AND I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN! (Throws the phone into the ground and starts playing again) GRAAAH!
narrator: TROLL'D!
Deleted Clip
Jerry: DAMN IT, YOU MADE ME GET KILLED, MOM! GOD, I HATE YOU, AND I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN! (Hangs up the phone and starts playing again)
Anthony: That would mean you wouldn't be born.
Ian: Only losers have moms.
Anthony: (giggles) Yeah!
Ian: Idiot!
(Both of them leave the kitchen)
Troll # 2: The Girlfriend
(The girl is watching Jerry playing Call of Duty)
girl: This game sucks.
Jerry: Whatever!
girl: Why do you even play this?
Jerry: Cause.
girl: All you do is kill people!
Jerry: A-AND ALL YOU DO IS BE A BITCH! LEAVE! LEAVE NOW AND NEVER COME BACK! GAH, GIRLFRIENDS ARE SO GAY!
Ian, Anthony, and the girl: Yeah! (Highfive each other)
narrator: TROLL'D!
Deleted Clip
Ian, Anthony, and the girl: Yeah! (Highfive each other)
Jerry: OH, YOU JUST MADE ME LOSE MY KILL STREAK, YOU FREAKING SUCCUBUS! I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY!
Troll #3: The Sex Change
Jerry: (Goes to his laptop) Suck my d..(Bleep)k, World of Warcraft. My paladin's totally hit Level 80 today. (Opens the laptop seeing a girl in the game) What the f...(Bleep)k? WHO CHANGED MY PALADIN INTO A F...(Bleep)KIN GIRL!?! GIRLS ARE SO GAY!
NARRATOR: TROLL'D!
Troll # 4: The Modem
Jerry: (Playing Call of Duty on WiFi) Well, how about you douche canoes quit using the NoobTube?!
(Somewhere else in the house)
Ian: Hey Anthony, is this the router for our Internet by any chance?
Anthony: Well, I do believe it is.
Ian: Terrific! (Throws the router on the ground)
(They both destroy it while music is being played)
(Back at the TV)
Jerry: Okay, ass baskets, if you quit touching each other's d**ks and capture the Bravo base, then maybe we'll... (Sees there is no WiFi Connection) What- what the? Nah-no. (Screams)
narrator: TROLL'D!
Troll # 5: The Wii-placement
Ian: Hey Jerry! Felt kind of bad about the mysterious disappearence of your Xbox. So, (pulls out the Wii Remote from his pocket) I got you a Wii. (Gives the controller to Jerry) Look, you can play tennis.
(Jerry plays tennis in Wii sports)
Jerry: WHAT THE F...(Bleep)K IS THIS KINDERGARDEN BULL S...(Bleep)T?
(Ian walks to the kitchen)
Ian: I think it's working. He's way too insecure with his masculinity to play a game like that.
(Anthony gets surprised)
Anthony: Oh, what the hell?!
Jerrry: (Shooting the tennis player in the game) Die, die, die! Oh, this is awesome! I can play this forever! (Re-loads the Wii Remote like gun and keeps shooting)
Ian: F...(Bleep)K!
narrator: TROLLER TROLL"D!
Troll # 6: The Deadly Distraction
(Ian and Anthony are setting dynamite in gasoline on fire in a bucket by Jerry while he is playing Call of Duty)
Jerry: Got you guys covered with my AC130! Bam! (laughs) Take that you little douches! (Smells the fire) Oh, oh s...(bleep)t. GUYS, GUYS; THERE'S A FIRE. HELP, THERE'S A THERE'S A FIRE! (Tries to cool the fire with his foot) N-NO I CAN'T, I CAN'T TAKE THAT HEADQUARTERS THERE'S A F**KING FIRE! (Sees his foot on fire and screams) MY FOOT! MY F**KING FOOT'S ON FIRE!
narrator: TROLL'D!
Ending
Ian: Yes! Our trolls' successful. Maybe now we can actually use the TV.
Anthony: (says one word at a time) But, our house.
(House is seen on fire)
Ian: Whatever! At least we can still play in my car.
(Both went to the car and found Jerry playing Call of Duty)
Jerry: Hey! Close the f***ing door! Your letting all the light in.
Ian: Now can we kill him?
Anthony: Yup.
(Both shot their guns to Jerry)
narrator: TROLOLOLOLOLOLL"D!