This post's link to trolling may be so tenuous as to count as trolling itself, but...
...one time my sister got trolled by a dog.

Back in '06 I was on holiday in Spain with my husband and sister. One day we hit a beach. My sister was sitting in one area of the beach and we were a little ways away. A dog was free-ranging around the place, doing dog things like running in one direction and then another. I watched as he approached my sister. "She's not gonna like that," I thought - the dog was a muscular, barrel-shaped little guy and she's afraid of any dog that is even vaguely fighty-looking.

Well, she didn't like it. Not at all. Because the dog went right up to her, stopped, lifted his leg and marked his territory. The sequence was smooth, the execution flawless. LIKE HE HAD IT ALL PLANNED OUT.

I look back on this as one of the happiest moments of my life so far due to the comedy value of the situation and the joy I knew it would bring to others. "Hey, Rainbow Meow's sister, what did you do in Spain? Oh yeah, you got urinated on by a dog even though there were plenty of other people and objects nearby. You were the chosen one!"
(Rainbow Meow, Thu 19 May 2011, 21:43, Reply)