1. The severed balls are being forked out so perfectly that its shaped has not been deformed by the force applied by the assailant. (Look at its perfect shape). Look at the blood splattered on the plate...the assailant plans to feed the balls back to the owner.
2. The assailant picks the balls up with the fork. He/she is gently playing with the balls...evilnism kills the assailant...but without the balls, you will die too. OMG...the blood stopped flowing...is he dead? The spoon comes in and make an appearance. (What am i doing here? Nevermind, lets see what can i do.)
3. ( I guess i cant help the fork, its more superior than me, oh well im just gonna sit here and enjoy the show.) The balls-on-fork is being lifted up to the poor guy's mouth...its dry blood sticks on the plate and balls...the balls rise...and rise...and rise...i hear someone screaming in agony, "NOT MY BALLS!"
Oops, forgot to ask, "Anyone wants to try them?"
LOL, this is just crap...its food, edible and yummy...its meatballs...damn...i know 'that' are meatballs too, but this is a whole different story. Haha...nothing to blog about...so damn bored anyways...
In Berberboo's mind: The balls were too good to be true.
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