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Knjiga kr ene random misli je unpublished zaradi njene sentimentalne vrednosti, hvala vsem k ste bli z mano na temu rollercoasterju!!

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wattpad mi se kr steka tko da tuki mate eno zgodbo
          
          In a farm up state, there was a farmer named Bloat Fat Kevin. Kevin was your average farmer
          He grew corn and had a missing tooth. Fucking Kevin. Useless piece of trash. 
          
          Anyways, one day his farm was attacked by a wild pack of cheese wedges. Fearsome creatures that share my hatred for Kevin. Stupid gap toothed corn planter. Even though Kevin was a black belt, it did not help him against wild animals because karate is only useful against humans. Unarmed humans. So it's useless. Even more useless because it was farmer karate. Where was I? Oh right. He got beat up by cheese. In his defeat, Kevin lost his farm but vowed to reclaim it once he had trained in the mountains with Great Master Pigeon Clump. The path was treacherous but Kevin prevailed nonetheless. Once he reached the temple of Moldy hotdog buns, he trained in the art of multiple stab wounds. 
          
          After completing his training, Kevin returned to his farm once more. He was ready to face off the cheese wedges. They waited for him at the gate, ready to ambush him but Kevin could smell a trap. He caught the cheese wedges by surprise and attacked them with his fearsome stab wounds. The cheese wedges were no match. Kevin reclaimed his farm, standing victorious upon the carcasses of many cheese wedges. This truly was a glorious day for Bloat Fat Kevin. Then he died because he had multiple stab wounds.

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nabijite uprasanja zto kr mi je dovgcajt
          
          to ni uprasanje ampak ukaz

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@IrmaTonks ne kr ga tud Stane noče
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