From the embers, rises the Phoenix Lord, who changes you directly into a mouse. I throw the mouse to the kittens, then relax upon My Hill.

The cats and gods got chubby when eating all the bacon. I roll them down the hill where they can't stand back up. I trap them again in the complex spell as I start to rebuild

Snurl's restaurant

You restaurant suddenly looses all its funds, causing it to close before it opens. A small mouse, or should I say rat, is seen shortly wrote the building explodes.


My hill

Your raven profile picture eats the rat. I sit there wondering what to do. I guess I'll claim

My Hill

I see that you like magic.
How amusing.
I allow you to become my disciple so that I may school you.
While I show you the true power of Tzeentch, I permit you to remain and guard

My hill.

*look up and see your thousand sons alliance *

...
I call on the space wolves who purge your hill with extreme presudice..

I return to my hill and rebuild my temple entirely of the finest bacon and steak*

The Wolves turn on you and eat your temple. Later, realising their heresey, they immolate themselves in repentance.
I roll in later, sweep up the ashes and build a small campfire on My Hill.

Seeing my only masters fighting over this hill, I can't decide between them, and leave the hill to harness my true power. I'll be back to conquer

The Hill

Don't worry about it.
Just relax and go back to your studies.
While Snurl enjoys his campfire, I retake

My hill.

Ha, no raven will willingly eat their master, no mater if they look tasty or not. I was simply hiding, and now I return to the Hill with an army of Skaven behind me. I take the hill, order my wizards turn me back to my divine state, then lock myself in a tower they have built for me while i finish eating my bacon on

My Hill

Consorting with xenos and witches eh Ember?

Excellent.

Welcome to the heresy.

You may take your place in my legions as we retake


My hill.

You said all that but all I heard was

HERESY! *BLAM* MY HILL!

You willingly consorted with the Skaven, that makes you a heretic, and you are swiftly BLAMMED on

My Hill

I plant mines and briar patches around the base of War Kitten's Hill.

I remove the mines on


Mein Hill

I transform the briar patch into a twisted, maddening hedge maze of Tzeentch.
You all go insane on


My hill.

My minions burn your hedges. They then build a tower where I can recover my sanity on

My hill

In a fit of depression, you leave your tower and board a ship bound for the eye of terror.
Your last word is "nevermore."
Afterwards, I paint your tower silver and resume command of



My hill.

But my brothers take back the hill and dedicate the hill to me.

My (theoretically) hill

I'm still here on

My Hill

The Silver Tower is faulty and implodes on itself. I build a new tower of gold on top of the ruins, complete with scratching posts for Kittens on My Hill.

I return from the warp with new allies, ready to bring death to the followers of Chaos. Struck by the wonder of the tower, and the sheer fluffiness of the kitten army, I sit down and have lunch on

War Kittens Hill

The kittens have you for lunch instead, on My Hill.

The kittens mouths are burned (sorry kittehs) and the feral legions help me take back their hill for their master. I request an alliance on

War Kittens Hill

The back of your head gets an alliance with a 30-40 slug from 500 yards away on my hill.

Unlike most commanders, i wear a helmet, and so your Bullet is stopped by my armour while I await for negotiations to finish on

War Kittens Hill

Your negotiations are cut short by a vortex grenade hidden in a briefcase under the table.


My hill.

We don't use tables. Tables are for heretics, heretic.


War Kittens Hill

I reload and move to a better position on War Kitten's Hill.

I build up defence fences to defend my fences in the defence of

War Kittens Hill

I'm just here on

My Hill

I hear that on

War Kittens Hill

Hear! Hear!



On my hill.

I get some noise handling head phones... Play Justin Beiber at hill till you flee and sit on it drinking a beer..

Hear hear... You hered Beiber!

My hill.

I blast louder music at you until you literally flee in One Direction. Off of My Hill to be specific.

I drop the beat, rock the mic, and crank up the bass cannons, causing you to Walk This Way and then Run DMC off of


My hill.

I pull pyt my simple ipod and play Il walk 500 miles, and Il walk 500 miles

Using my magic before you know it your 1000 mikes away and your shoes are wrecked.

My hill.

Fool! You forgot that I'm still here on

My Hill

Screw alliances on


My Hill

Fine... I tried nicely thou... Now I shall do it the ugly way.

*stands behind a morter and fires a single round of purified dog fart at the hill driving all life away. *

Walks up after cleared to my hill..

You left the keys in your mortar.

I find your mortar.


My Hill

I know...the round you fire was rigged and you get a full purified smell of taco bell fart and beer*

...

Still my hill.

I'm wearing a gas mask.

My Hill

*radio crackled goodbye as a teleport activates*

You are now beamed stomach of a void whale.

The hill is mine again.

You may stand on the hill, yet you cannot own it. While you ponder eastern reality, i fish-slap you off of My Hill.

The Kitten army strikes from the shadows, and you are cuddled to death on

My Hill

I do things the old fashioned way and run in with a big stick and with it I smack every cat you own, and then you, off of

My hill.

I watch you hitting cats and then send in a wave of bear sharks with plasma cannons and melt you off the hill in a little stream.

My hill... Thanks bear sharks.

I use my bear shark repellant to clear you minions from



My hill.

I take the loss well and unleash my laser piranas with wings

I laughs as your repellent fails and you flee the hill again. My hill.

I unleash my frickin' sharks with frickin' laser beams on their heads.

My hill.

I crush you with my words!

And what I don't crush with words I crush with the tanks of the imperial guard!

Get roflstomped by organised lasfire and big tanks, heretic!

I AM THE IMPERIAL GUARD. Your men all swear loyalty to me and you are summarily executed for heresy on

My Hill

Stand aside, puny guardsmen, and let the astartes handle this.

My Hill

The combined Guardsmen of War Kitten and I overflow you with guardsmen World War Z style.

I then build a large bastion filled to the top with whatever guardsmen I have left on

My hill.

Which happens to be zero guardsmen. I walk up to your empty fortress, open the door and walk inside.

My Fortress on My Hill

You forgot to check for traps. You fall through the illusionary floor and into a chute which deposits you into a seething cauldron of Nurgle's finest. Feeling sorry for you, I toss down a few wet-naps from My Hill.

Okay, so now the hill has a bastion and loads of booby traps on it.... Let's get right to it.

Since before I had deployed no guardsmen, now I will do so. No doubt 99% of them would fall into that Nurgle cauldron you mentioned. The last 1% would gun you down and garrison my fort on

My hill

Raise the banners high, men!

Thanks to the wet wipes i managed to escape

Unfortunately, you only sent 50 guardsmen in. You now have one half guardsman, who is cut down by me.

My Hill

I waltz in with one Ultramarine and easily take the fortress. Space Marines are OP on

My Hill

My inferno bolts scythe you down like wheat. My OP Thousand Sons and I laugh as we reload on




My hill.

Hundreds of Necrons emerge all over the hill, pouring from the monolith hidden beneath. There is no escape for heritics on My Hill.

They forgot to eat their weetabix in the morning and were unprepared for a drop pod assault of a few dozen marines. The monolith you say? The space ship that dropped the pods drops a few orbital bombardments. I then retake the bastion on the now-larger hill from all the bodies.

I love this hill. It's my hill. It's the Emperor's hill and we shall take not one step back.

I also serve the Emprah with my Guard. We defend the Hill together.

Our Hill

Your all heratics...

My army of battle sisters douse the hill in blessed prometheium and sit atop the still smoking hill drinking recaff

My hill.

You see above you swirling black clouds which lightning is coursing down from. All of a sudden a single column of light blasts down on the hill, turning anything previously on it to ash. I stride over to the hill, claiming it for Chaos Legionaire. I finish my training on

My Hill

Your lightning striked the hill, but not the surrounding areas. About a couple of hundred metres away, in the woods, my scout snipers pin-point all heretics who have claimed the hill, and began firing, taking them out one by one until they flee or simply die on

My hill

The Inquisition and I decide the blood ravens are heretics. Every single imperial soldier in the vicinity attack the hill, destroy every heretic in this system and dedicate

My Hill

to the Emperor

Chained arcane energy bolts through the Imperial ranks, eventually taking out enough so morale would be ruined. I stand triumphant, charging my powers upon

My Hill

My Thousand Sons and I decide that we, who seek only to spread knowledge and understanding throughout the Galaxy, aren't heretics.
We cleanse all misguided corpse worshippers from the hill. Then we establish a school where all may come and learn the secrets of the universe for free. Welcome to



My hill University.

As Sons are my new army, I can't argue with that. My legion set up a command post on another hill to watch over the university. As long as you don't worship chaos, your fine.

Not-Chaos Legionnaire`s Hill / My Hill

With their combined armies of the 2 posts above me, I give all my guardsmen to the post BELOW me, as well as LRBT's, sent by the Imperium to reclaim these long fought-over lands. The poster below me and I shall oust the heretics from the hill.

This is not

My hill

Yet.

If the person below is not a loyal servant of the Emperor who can aid me take it from the two posts Thousand Sons above me, then you do NOT receive reinforcements and I recall them to use in a later post.

I manipulate the Alpha Legion into joining your planned assault. You are quickly betrayed and massacred.
Classes continue upon



My hill.

I am employed as a Professor at CL's uni as a way to repay him for showing me the secrets of the Warp. I receive a steady income on

My Hill

However due to brexit you end up unemployed and poverty stricken until your untimely, lonely death. Because the glass is half empty on my hill.

By the glory of the Emperor, I declare the glass half full on

My Hill

Yes, half full of Nurgle's finest. Drink up, usurper, on My Hill.

I am hungry on snurl's hill. Luckily, I find a pumpkin. I invite everyone to a pumpkin pie and nurgle's rot feast on

My Hill

I do not drink. I watch everyone succumb to Nurgle's Rot on

My Hill

I do not drink either, and laugh with WarbossDakka on

His Hill

I brought my own drink and packed lunch, thanks. We do not feast with the enemy, though our bayonets will feast ON their blood.

My troops earlier were specified to not ally with heretics, therefore the Alpha Legion fell alone.

The reservists are now mass deployed while I drink my own drink, and eat my packed lunch and a massed FRFSRF and bayonet charge overflows the orc and Emberlord on

My hill

I team up with Emberlord to counter attack. His lightning fast attacks match with my actual lightning attacks as we easily overrun the Guard on

My Hill

All of the scheming and carnage merely serves to significantly increase my powers on


My hill.

While you fools are all fighting I'm having a nice game of Chess with Chaos Legionnaire.

CL's Hill

I summon my handy pal baldrick... Ideas ensue including claiming a turnip cloured hill that looks like a thingy

Taking a sign a I write "my hill" on a new hill and won.

My hill.. Thanks baldrick.

Sadly your gps was off and you wrote "my hill" on the wrong hill. Not surprising because the only hill that matters is.....
My hill.

If there'a a hill, there's a way (or something like that) and I will take EVERY hill there is with WarbossDakka's help. There is no way to defeat us on

Ember and WarbossDakka's Hill

Well....

Seems like we've lost this one boys, let's go back to Drassilia with a sour face and tail between our legs.

The Imperium must sacrifice this hill to the enemy, so we can devote our limited men to something that we may win.

But don't worry, we'll be back some day.

I accept defeat on

Your hill

My Hill seems oddly quiet this morning.

It's cos you're sat on the wrong hill. Emberlord and I wave to you on the opposite hill. I take a nap on

Our Hill

Freddy Krueger gets you.

My hill

Commander Dante gets you.

Our Hill

Orbital bombardment gets you.

My Hill

a pointy stick gets you.

My Hill.

'I'm Gonna Get You Sucka' on

My hill.

You run out of budget on

My Hill

I buy out you and your warriors on

My Hill

I manipulate your currency, making it worthless. Your soldiers all defect over to my side on


My hill.

You taught me everything I know CL! I know all your tricks. No one controls me, as I start charging a psykic attack on

My Hill

I set up snipers around WarbossDakk. As he charges his psychic attack, I scan the area for enemies. No one will defeat us on

My Hill

You just can't stop consorting from with witches can you?

*cue sinister laugh*

Excellent.

You have already lost on


My hill.

I sanction WarbossDakka on

My Hill

I arrive and squirt you off of My Hill like a watermelon seed. There will be no Xenos on My Hill.

Unfortunately for you your soldiers cannot resist kittens. You and your men are messily devoured on.

My Hill

I look at hill and drive your kittens off easily...


With rain and wet wet rain especially imported from Scotland.n. Its wet!

My hill.

I begin singing in the rain on


My hill.

Singing is heresy!

My Hill

I know. I sing even more loudly on


My hill.

Your fate is that of your misguided friend Snurl, and you are messily devoured by the Kitten army on

My Hill

I ground your amp into your boots. Before too long your high notes become a beautiful fireworks display on My Hill.

Then I decorate My Hill for Christmas.

I cause a power outage on

My Hill

I brought a generator on


My hill.

I break your generator on

My Hill

I go solar on My Hill.

I go battery operated on


My hill.

I fall asleep on

My Hill

I wake up on

My Hill

We realise that Emberlord and I are one and the same on

My Hill

There are no sock puppets on My Hill.

I organize a million sock puppet march and retake


My hill.

I unleash a napalm strike on you and your puppets

My Hill

You get dreadsocked on

My Hill

You get tabled on My Hill.

You get desked on

My Hill

Your desk gets flipped on




My hill.

Your finger gets flipped on

My Hill

Keep your fingers off of My Hill.

I eat chicken fingers on


My hill.

You run out of chicken on

My Hill

I put Chaos Legionnaire on a strict diet on

My Hill

My new diet and exercise program makes me fit enough to retake



My hill.

My Hill. (Don't feel like coming up with anything better)

You are kicked off the Hill for lack of creativity and I walk up the now empty Hill.

My Hill

I distract you with several hours of cute kitten videos and retake


My hill.

My phone finally dies and once I realise the depths of your treachery I charge back up the Hill and tickle you to deafh with a feather

My Hill

Birds of a feather flee together, off of My Hill.
I now erect a pine tree and decorate it for the holidays on My Hill.

Luigi Time!!!

My Hill.

Well then, it's on like Donkey Kong!


On my hill.

Arcade game unplugged.


My Hill

I plug the game back in, and its a Mario Party on

My Hill

I detonate EMP device and render all electronics incapacitated.

My Hill

I don't need electronics to take over

My Hill

I take the hill by bayonet.

My Hill.

You brought a knife to a gunfight on



My hill

You brought a gun to a lazer beam fight. I swarm the Hill with flashlights.

My Hill

I play flashlight tag with war kitten on the temporarily disputed hill.

I shoot off bottle rockets from the top of My Hill.

I push you off

My Hill

I give everyone presents on My Hill.

I exchange gifts and pass out candy canes on


Christmas hill.

I have the last piece of leftover Christmas fruitcake with a cup of coffee on...

My hill.

I pass out the Pumpkin Pie on My Hill.

I wonder where Snurl got the pumpkin pie from on

My hill.

I'm thinking it was cannibalism on

My Hill

I eat the last cannibal still lingering around on...

My Hill

I hunt for cannibal killers on My Hill.

You have been hit by constipated pipe.

My hill

I clear the pipeline once and for all with a heavy mixture of Metamucil and Drano.

My hill.

I completely remove all pipeline and restore order on

My hill

I join the justice system on

My Hill

I fight the system on My Hill.

I systematically reconquer

My hill

But you step on one of the anti-personnel mines I left on

My hill

I unleash an air strike on

My Hill

I leash your air strike on

My Hill

Yeah! Ember`s Back!

I'm inspired by your presence on

My HIll

While you are busy toadying, I retake

My hill.

Toad this! Now get off of

My hill.

I bake a fresh batch of mince pies near hill..

Sneak up as you eat and reclaim iy then change the locks

My hill..

I yank the hill out from under you. My Hill.

My New Year's resolution is to kick everybody off

My hill.

You fail at yet another New Year's resolution.


My hill.

Ouch. That must have hurt. Unfortunately, the nearest hospital has closed down on

My Hill

I sue you for malpractice and win the Hill in the settlement.

My Hill

I settle

My Hill

I place a mysterious black box on top of My Hill.

For me?!?!?

I open the black box on

My hill.

And giant, mutant Jack-in-the-Box springs out and smashes you to pulp on

My hill.

I put the lid back on the box.
My Hill.
(case closed)

I bury the box and mark the location with a large X.
I then make a treasure map to remind me of its location, and tattoo it onto my own back on


My hill.

I look at your back.

My Hill

I open a bikini doughnut, beer and steak bar on another hill.
Distact you and then

My hill as your too busy.b

Unluckily for you I'm a Space Marine, so that doesn't interest me on

My Hill

Then why is your avatar a guardsman?

My Hill

Because WK is clearly in the Alpha Legion. Well done War Kitten. I resume command on

My hill.

I play X-Box on My Hill.

I am Alpharius on

My Hill

But I'm Alpharius on

My Hill

While you argue over who is alpharus I have my cults establish on hill, build a large Starbucks undrground and relax while o control the hill. To further confuse I make all the grass be bacon flavoured...

I am alpharus... You only think you own the hill because I let you

My hill.

I bring in gigantic, off-world mining equipment, bulldoze and haul all earth to an undisclosed location and then rebuild...

My hill.

I am still Alpharius on

My Hill

I AM ALPHARIUS!



My Hill

Who is Alpharius?

My Hill

Spartacus is Alpharius!


On my hill.

Orbital Bombardment upon anyone within 50 miles of
My Hill.

Hah! You missed My Hill.

I stab you in the spleen

My Hill

I bleed all over My Hill.

I bring in Shop-Vac and clean up blood on...

My hill.

I send the janitor home on


My hill.

I stalk the shadows of My Bloody Hill.

I cover my hill with spooky scary skeletons.

My Hill.

I feel mildly creeped out on

My Hill

I show up and add to the creepiness on


My hill.

I unleash the Living Saint on the Hill, and all non believers are burned to cinders on

My Hill

I believe I'll kick her saintliness off of

My hill.

I resume the usual dark undertones on My Hill.

Halloween's long over, now get off of

My hill.

True, it is now finals season on...
My HIll.

'''Tis the season to kick JustaerinAtTheWall's butt on

My Hill

I return the box to the top of My Hill.

More sp00ky scary skeletons jump out.

My Hill

This place is givin' me the creeps. I rename my hill Boot Hill.

I give you the boot, right in the fruit on

My Hill

I get so scared, what will all this blood and booting, that I drop my hot pocket on
My Hill

"Hey you kids! Get the hell off of ..."

My hill.

I shoot an unboxing video on My Hill.

Sorry, only union cameramen allowed to film on...

My hill.

I send my Confederates after the Union on My Hill.

The Confederate forces are once again repelled from Cemetary Ridge on


My hill.

The British seek revenge on the American rebels and bombard you with British humour and tea on

My hill

I dump your tea into the nearest harbor*
My Hill

I dump a few tons of ice, sugar and lemons into that harbor and declare "That's brisk, baby!" on

My hill.

I dump pearls in the harbor.
Japan can't resist

My Hill

There will be no Zeros on My Hill.

But there will be blood on

My Hill

Khorne is welcome to chill on

My hill.

*whistles*
Here boy! Go fetch!
I toss a skull off the hill, sending Khorne happily scampering away after it.
My Tzeentchian minions and I then move back onto

My hill.

A horde of nurglings chases you and your minions off of My Hill.

I sneak up behind you and disinfect

My hill.

Seems no-one cares bout Slaanesh. To bad I don't either. I chuckle to myself as I think about him/her/it, then go and get myself a soda from

My Fridge

You mean my fridge on

My Hill?

You owe me $1.25 for that soda

I pay you back in pounds. By the time you come around to spending them, they're worth less than nothing.

Thats brexit for you on MY HILL

Inflation is not a factor, as i let some air out of My Hill.

Your hill deflates into a sinkhole next to

My hill.

I use 5 tons of dynamite to send your Hill into low orbit, I then walk up another Hill and plant my flag

My Hill

Hey! Get Yor flag off of

My hill.

Hill atmospheric re-entry is successful as your hill is now landed upon by

My hill.

Stupid ork, thats the wrong hill. THIS ONE is

My Hill

Nope, it has my initials on it. My Hill.

Those aren't your initials, they're Orc glyphs on

My hill.

I scrub the graffiti from My Hill.

I scrub you off

My Hill

I use a pressure washer to remove you filth off of
My Hill.

Water supply has dried up. Now get off of

My hill.

I use a super soaker to remove stubborn orcs from My Hill.

I laugh at puny 'umie Super Soaker attempt to drive me from

My hill.

Ok then, I chase you off of My Hill with a broom.

This is not baseball series, there'll be no sweeping on

My hill.

I activate hidden devices which cause the hill to rise above the earth Age of Ultron-style, and then I toss you off the edge of...

My (now flying) hill.

You're Hill may fly, but there is much bacon on

My Hill

If there's bacon, then it's My Hill.

Bacon mining is the number one occupation on

My hill.

I'm a bacon miner on WAAGH's Hill

Genestealers start a cult in your mines, so I declare exterminatus. I use the dead cultists and charred bacon to build

My New Hill

I let a loose a wave of shark amazonion bikini models who take over the area and eat bacon...

I take over that's left of the hill and walk onto it and plants my flag and a solid gold statue of a one eyed moose with a monocle.

My hill.

I send your moose packing with your flag stuck up somewhere near My Hill.

I can't help but laugh at poor, waddling moose from

My hill.

I turn you all into spawn and make you stand guard on


My hill.

I worship Chaos Legionnaire on

His Hill

*my moose becomes angry and the power of the moose god is unleashed.

My shark amazonion bikini models mount war moose and charge the hill firing volleys of chainsaws as projectile weapons until the hill is reclaimed.

I remound my moose statue and give it a fedora for winning.

My hill.

PETA has you arrested and incarcerated for animal abuse. Leave the fedora, but get the heck off of

My hill.

I open up another keg of Moosehead on My Hill.

*Closes keg, fines PETA (sorry!), Puts on fedora, kills spawn, Kicks Shark Amazonians off*

MY HILL! DEAL WITH IT!

This isn't Las Vegas!!!! There'll be no dealing on

My hill.

I attack from the shadows and drag you to your death, leaving EmberLord in charge of

His Hill

EmberLord's heresy era Thousand Sons emerge from the warp and help me drive the false emperor's lackeys from



My hill.

I care not for foolish 'umie space marine loyalty kerfuffle! The Waaagh bum rushes all you ceramite wearing trespassers off of

My hill.

But we do on

My Hill

Fine. Care all you want, but not on

My hill.

I boot you straight off of My Hill, and I don't care.

I put on a toupee, find a certain hat.

Walk up to hill...

YOUR. FIRED. MAKE THE HILL GREAT AGAIN!

Scare you with my mighty slogan and spin the fallen fedora in my hands.

My hill.

I declare exterminatus, and im sure 99% of the human population is behind me on

My Hill

The population is easily distractted. The Pumpkin King reigns on My Hill.

I unleash a horde of rabid squirrels onto the Hill, and you are messily devoured on

My Hill

I unleash the feral kitten legions, and the squirrels are quickly devoured on

My hill. ( You may have the kittens back when they're done)

*my toupee is alot harder to kill than that and summons waves of golden armoured dwarves with over sized cod peices.

I retake the hill and then the toupee flows and floats to sit atop ot directing the building of a wall and make everyone else pay for it.

My hill. Bring a bigger nuke.. Lol

Ok, I do.

My hill.

And I bring a bigger one.

You shouldn't have dared us on

My Hill

I have the hill sprayed for pests and dandelions. Then I relax on My Hill.

Pesticide tolerant flesh-eating microbes quickly dispatch your relaxing self on

My hill.

P.S. Thanks for getting rid of those pesky dandelions.

Pumpkins thrive in a dandelion-free environment on My Hill.
Flesh-eating microbes destroy orcs too!

Not these! They love all things green...not orange...on

My hill.

The orange wig floats off planning its future revenges

Aircraft roar over and drop hundreds of killer squid with monicles and top hats...

I wait then reclaim the hill and drink tea and my loyal squid army clears up your mess.

Ha! Squids do not bother loyal Imperial commanders. I swarm the hill with thousands of guardsmen (and a few Raven guard, yay!). We quickly retake

The God Emperor's Hill

If anyone compares the Emperor to Trump, I will haunt all of you threads until you relent. The Emperor Protects!

The god emperor sells me the hill in a shady transaction, so he can avoid bankruptcy again. I move in and fortify my, it's aa fabulous hill, really, My Hill.

You didn't read the fine print Snurl, he actually sold the Hill to me

My Hill

So you bought the hill from a decomposing corpse. RIGHTTTTTT.
My Hill

Wait, wait, wait.
Did you just call the Emperor a decomposing corpse?!?

HERESY!!!!!!!

Welcome to my legions on

My hill.

I infiltrate the legions with ma not deythan and put a bullet through Chaos Legionaires head. Sharrowkin says hi on

My Hill

I team up with the Iron Warriors and level the Hill in a hail of Earthshaker fire.

My (flat) Hill

I re-inflate the hill to 32 psi and get good handling and traction on My Hill.

Unfortunately for you, War Kitten's constantly changing Avatar distracts you and sends you careening off of

My hill.

I like change. Change is good.

My hill.

Good, go change into something more appropriate to wear in the valley around the base of

My hill.

I distract you with a my army of republican party clones and then retake the hill before planting my flag, putting up a NRA flag and a statue of a squid assult rifles and a cowboy hat...

My hill..
Yeeeeee ha!

I'm one of your Republican Party clones and I'm a likin' this here hill. I'll take it.

My hill.

I make the hill great again and build a wall around My Hill.

"Great again?"...ah yes, you mean back when it was...

My hill.(and we didn't wear stupid Kmart baseball hats)

See now I am the true leader of the hill.

I shall make the hill the greatest hill. Build a even bigger wall, the tallest wall so tall that it keeps out space!

My hill.
And thy wall they be clad in pure gold!