Once upon a time, there was a romanian who lived in romania. this romanian had a nickname. a very meaningful, thoughtful, emotional nickname. this romanians nickname was mantie. It all began when a gay, cocksucking, dyslexic, fatherless, retarded greek fetus and a bad spice handling, half fatherless, low ironed, sheep shagging, welsh fool met this wallet-thirsty, genderless, romanian prostitute. which was mantie.
"What are your names?" asked mantie curiously.
"My name is Josiah. But you can call me Joe" replied Joe
"I am Achilles." said Achilles queerly.
"Well you guys can call me marian." said mantie back to them.
After a while the three of them became great friends and shared many hilarious memories together. Over time they came up with nicknames for everyone.
Marian was Mantie, Joe was Toe and Achilles was Archivo/agriculture.
They discovered many things about eachother and made jokes out of nearly every detail in eachothers lives.
The trio, the ass beaters, stuck with eachother in every situation(except from finding out archivo was gay and when toe said hed be going to france). When times were hard and when any one of them needed comfort theyd be there, sometimes. they celebrated things together. like when mantie and toe started getting bitches. This trio was happy.
