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- Boeg Swedeson looked at the Ribbed (for his pleasure) can of snus in his hands and felt Disgruntled.
- He walked over to the window and reflected on his Best surroundings. He had always loved Swedish Sweden with its fair, faffdorking Forests. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel Disgruntled.
- Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of NotBoeg Americanson. NotBoeg was a not woman juggler with hairy pecs and burly arms.
- Boeg gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a Man, Man, guinness drinker with huge pecs and swedish arms. His friends saw him as an abundant, agreeable Angel. Once, he had even revived a dying, small little raccoon.
- But not even a Man person who had once revived a dying, small little raccoon, was prepared for what NotBoeg had in store today.
- The snowy teased like punching Raccoons, making Boeg dreary.
- As Boeg stepped outside and NotBoeg came closer, he could see the cute glint in his eye.
- "I am here because I want a resolution," NotBoeg bellowed, in a Man tone. He slammed his fist against Boeg's chest, with the force of 1849 even more raccoons. "I frigging hate you, Boeg Swedeson."
- Boeg looked back, even more dreary and still fingering the Ribbed (for his pleasure) can of snus. "NotBoeg, shoot it or scoot it fella," he replied.
- They looked at each other with Pensive feelings, like two many, muddy more raccoons embracing at a very man s3 reset party, which had accordion music music playing in the background and two man uncles flailing to the beat.
- Suddenly, NotBoeg lunged forward and tried to punch Boeg in the face. Quickly, Boeg grabbed the Ribbed (for his pleasure) can of snus and brought it down on NotBoeg's skull.
- NotBoeg's hairy pecs trembled and his burly arms wobbled. He looked melancholic, his body raw like a stinky, shredded swedish food.
- Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later NotBoeg Americanson was dead.
- Boeg Swedeson went back inside and made himself a nice drink of guinness.
- THE END
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