PROSTHESIS (or was it the prologue? Buh .. does the same!)
over successive eras, is a constant that drives the desire to perform acts of mortals unclean: the Boirsobne. This entity hides a terrible secret, and anyone who becomes aware of the full moon takes on hideous appearance, most notably the occhiacci bad, a sign of lost education.
The foul monster born of this metamorphosis is forced to eat all night, without distinction in food, as long as it feeds, accompanied by her terrifying howl "CUCULU CUCULU!"
But Fate willed that at the end of World War Intestinal (1701 of the first period after Wurz was fourth), with the beginning of happiness was Rectal, you lose track of Boirsobne ...
During this era, everything seemed to spin smoothly: women parked with a maneuver, Berlusconi was satisfied of his hardware store, she looked in the mirror bouton_noir recognizing e. .. and in short, everything went smooth! Besides, I had already said no? Eh, stupid player? Perhaps you would say the opposite? You'll see me leaving school at the end of this reading, ugly str .....
* interrupt transmissions momentanea crisi del narratore *
Allora... dicevamo, carissimi, intelligentissimi, nonchè sessualmente appetibili lettori? Sì esatto... stavamo parlando proprio della Felice Era Rettale, in cui tutto sembrava filare liscio, fino a quando da Ovest iniziarono ad arrivare i primi segni nefasti...
- Quella femmina non sa guidare!!! - Urlò qualcuno, e potete immaginare quanto quest'affermazione potesse essere pesante durante la Felice Era Rettale, sebbene oggi sia all'ordine del giorno. Infatti, un'affermazione del genere rischiava di ricoprire di onta e disonore la nobile tribù delle Donne Patentate.
Ma, come dicono in India, non c'è fine al peggio, e mentre le folle iniziavano a muttering something that was coming from the West, the tremors of fear filled the inhabitants of the Mine Sodium, in fact the entrance to the mine that had been cleverly built at the foot of the High Dam, which contained the raging waters of BIIG (Great Basin Water indecorously) . It should also be added that even the inhabitants of the mine was entirely sodium, and it does reflect on their lack of intelligence, played by the Supreme Governor of the mine: the austere and implacable Elvis sodium.
However, the tremors that agitated the funny little men in sodium, were nothing more than distant echoes of a terrible earthquake, not so much for his formidable strength as for the morphological changes that had caused on the Plain of Ragazzezzi fact, this plain was crossed by a bottomless crevasse, which separated two rival nations since time immemorial for reasons that we still do not know. The fact is that the earthquake united the two regions of the plain, doing to meet the two peoples, whose respective monarchs were the great Jack Female Male, Eustachione authoritarianism, the only super Ricchione.
From a desolate mountain, two eyes looked wise everything that was happening, two ears wise heard everything that was happening, a mouth wise tasted everything that was going on, and two hands touching wise ... no, better not say what touched wise hands. So it was that the strange old man, known by all as the Wrestler Wise, closed Internet Explorer, which at that time was tuned to the site of Christine Young (and young readers here can come up with what they were doing the wise hands), and smoking a little ' grass blowjob said: - It 's time, the Boirsobne is returning to its former glory! I have to gather an assembly of the nerds to go to counter his power, before falling into the wrong hands. And above all: that dickhead of Gandalf can not ever take credit for convening meetings of losers! -
Thus the Wrestler Wise jumped on his beautiful bike (actually a Califfone, but do not tell them: could remain bad) and ran like he had never in his life ...
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