There once was a Troll, an Elf, and a Dwarf, sitting around drinking a pint of beer. It was a hot day and as such, each was dismayed to discover a fly in their Beer.

The Elf turned up his nose and yelled at the waiter to take it away and fetch him a fresh one...without the fly this time.

The Troll just flicked the fly out of the beer and proceeded to down the entire pint without taking a breath.

The Dwarf turned red in the face with rage, grabbed the fly by the back legs and proceeded to start screaming at it..."SPIT IT OUT!!!! SPIT IT OUT!!!"

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Lupar, in the year 763 AF.