Hey guys I have posted one thing and I read through it again and man it was a load of bullcrap but here is something I want to show you all and I want you to judge it,yes I know my grammar is not the best.
P.s. I'm 16 so nothing great is going to come from me at this age
The road to England is quite a dangerous place.
You can meet bandits,thieves,murderers and pillagers but there is one thing that is the most dangerous of them all and I like to call them rangers.
Men who stride among the path of titans and fight daemons to bear so that they can only become the strongest and hope to be bested one day by a fellow lad.
On this road is a man who has only one goal of traveling such a dangerous road.
He wants to die and he wants to die quick.
Now this man is quite handsome he's 170 cm tall and has a shaggy beard which smells like roses but that is probably because the last time he got pounced ,he fell into a bush of crescent red roses which did sting quite alot but it certainly was better then falling on the oval rock which sat right next to the bush like a hermit waiting to rot away.
Now this man has quite the interesting story to tell for one he fought a giant and survived only by a few inches and then he had dived into the Loch ness just to check for treasure and sea monster babies.
Richard! Yelled a redhaired girl in a blue dress.
Why are you departing with us so soon? I wanted to spend more time with you.
Well said Richard with a faint sound of embarassment,I just wanted to suprise you.
How you twisted fool? replied the redhaired girl which in fact was quite beautiful.
Because if I left you all then you would have been in shock right?
Right.
So that way I can give your life a little meaning and hope by leaving you here to grieve my department.
So you rotten scoundrel you make love to me,punch my father and then just leave without giving anyone any notice?
Yes that's correct and I have to go now I'm losing my courage to talk to you and on that moment he jumped on the horses back and rode as fast as he could because he knew that that girl could handle a gun and in the irish way.
Now to understand this situation we have to go a couple of days back in time when Richard first came to this little village and decide to have some fun for a change.
A little over a week ago Richard arrived into this little cottage filled with life and dancing maidens who were only on their early twenties so he stared at them with glee.
But being a thirty year old man with a shaggy beard,dark brown hair and green eyes wasn't the most exciting thing a woman could desire but Richard has something that no other man had.
He could speak french.
Okay some men could speak french but he could atleast fake it to the extent that it sounded like french.
Now finally stopping from a 12 year travel throughout the world and then comming back to England and just wanting to see his home.
Richard realized something strange well something extremely bizzare and couldn't be described by words.
He saw his house burned to dust and in the dust were letters which said in big and defying tones.
I HATE YOU RICHARD!
Oh said Richard with a calm and felt very befundled with him self, I guess I have annoyed someone.
Going off the horse and leaving his luggage behind to check on the ruins was no easy task because he had traveled the world and from all the corners of this dirt written globe there you could see all kinds of things.
Noodles from Japan.
Kaviar from Russia.
And underwear from Kenya which had leopard printing on it which he wanted to see a lovely lass where but then again not wearing them or not wearing anything at all didn't bother him.
So,Richard said when he was searching in the rubble which he called home.
I've been traveling for 12 years and people love me so much, fantastic.
If Richard really wanted to do something in this issue which wasn't really an issue then he could have gone to the pub and asked the bartender who knew everything about the town who had burned it down, he would have probably spoken about someone who just liked staring at the fire and dancing around with it naked with other people.
So being a gentleman he picked up one of the wooden shafts that used to be a house but had been downgraded into ruins and putted it into his bag.
Finally! Yells a man who was wearing a very white apron and some googles to protect his eyes.
RICHARD! MY SON! Your back! And in that brief moment of steaming romance between father and son he took him and hugged the life force out of him well literally Richard passed out.
Oh where am I? Shrugged Richard with an icy tone and a baleful breath.
Your here son! You're back home and safe from the world!
I promise I will never leave you out of my sight son! I promise!
Now dad you must not be so drastic when it comes to love you know how much I despise it.
Well son you just have to learn you see and did you know that you have a new mother!
She's quite the lass and...Richard interupted his fat father who was still wearing that silly apron.
Are you mad? Mother died only 6 months ago and your jumping around with someone else and with a clean look of disgust in his face he punched his father with so much rage because he had never knew that he had been such a whoremonger.
Why did you do that lad?
Because I thought you loved mother!
Well no I didn't I married her because of you and then with a final gasp of air he took Richard and threw him out with the force of heaven and earth.
Hmpf Richard shrugged this man shouldn't be allowed to live and then clearing his throat and heading towards the pub.
P.s. I'm 16 so nothing great is going to come from me at this age
The road to England is quite a dangerous place.
You can meet bandits,thieves,murderers and pillagers but there is one thing that is the most dangerous of them all and I like to call them rangers.
Men who stride among the path of titans and fight daemons to bear so that they can only become the strongest and hope to be bested one day by a fellow lad.
On this road is a man who has only one goal of traveling such a dangerous road.
He wants to die and he wants to die quick.
Now this man is quite handsome he's 170 cm tall and has a shaggy beard which smells like roses but that is probably because the last time he got pounced ,he fell into a bush of crescent red roses which did sting quite alot but it certainly was better then falling on the oval rock which sat right next to the bush like a hermit waiting to rot away.
Now this man has quite the interesting story to tell for one he fought a giant and survived only by a few inches and then he had dived into the Loch ness just to check for treasure and sea monster babies.
Richard! Yelled a redhaired girl in a blue dress.
Why are you departing with us so soon? I wanted to spend more time with you.
Well said Richard with a faint sound of embarassment,I just wanted to suprise you.
How you twisted fool? replied the redhaired girl which in fact was quite beautiful.
Because if I left you all then you would have been in shock right?
Right.
So that way I can give your life a little meaning and hope by leaving you here to grieve my department.
So you rotten scoundrel you make love to me,punch my father and then just leave without giving anyone any notice?
Yes that's correct and I have to go now I'm losing my courage to talk to you and on that moment he jumped on the horses back and rode as fast as he could because he knew that that girl could handle a gun and in the irish way.
Now to understand this situation we have to go a couple of days back in time when Richard first came to this little village and decide to have some fun for a change.
A little over a week ago Richard arrived into this little cottage filled with life and dancing maidens who were only on their early twenties so he stared at them with glee.
But being a thirty year old man with a shaggy beard,dark brown hair and green eyes wasn't the most exciting thing a woman could desire but Richard has something that no other man had.
He could speak french.
Okay some men could speak french but he could atleast fake it to the extent that it sounded like french.
Now finally stopping from a 12 year travel throughout the world and then comming back to England and just wanting to see his home.
Richard realized something strange well something extremely bizzare and couldn't be described by words.
He saw his house burned to dust and in the dust were letters which said in big and defying tones.
I HATE YOU RICHARD!
Oh said Richard with a calm and felt very befundled with him self, I guess I have annoyed someone.
Going off the horse and leaving his luggage behind to check on the ruins was no easy task because he had traveled the world and from all the corners of this dirt written globe there you could see all kinds of things.
Noodles from Japan.
Kaviar from Russia.
And underwear from Kenya which had leopard printing on it which he wanted to see a lovely lass where but then again not wearing them or not wearing anything at all didn't bother him.
So,Richard said when he was searching in the rubble which he called home.
I've been traveling for 12 years and people love me so much, fantastic.
If Richard really wanted to do something in this issue which wasn't really an issue then he could have gone to the pub and asked the bartender who knew everything about the town who had burned it down, he would have probably spoken about someone who just liked staring at the fire and dancing around with it naked with other people.
So being a gentleman he picked up one of the wooden shafts that used to be a house but had been downgraded into ruins and putted it into his bag.
Finally! Yells a man who was wearing a very white apron and some googles to protect his eyes.
RICHARD! MY SON! Your back! And in that brief moment of steaming romance between father and son he took him and hugged the life force out of him well literally Richard passed out.
Oh where am I? Shrugged Richard with an icy tone and a baleful breath.
Your here son! You're back home and safe from the world!
I promise I will never leave you out of my sight son! I promise!
Now dad you must not be so drastic when it comes to love you know how much I despise it.
Well son you just have to learn you see and did you know that you have a new mother!
She's quite the lass and...Richard interupted his fat father who was still wearing that silly apron.
Are you mad? Mother died only 6 months ago and your jumping around with someone else and with a clean look of disgust in his face he punched his father with so much rage because he had never knew that he had been such a whoremonger.
Why did you do that lad?
Because I thought you loved mother!
Well no I didn't I married her because of you and then with a final gasp of air he took Richard and threw him out with the force of heaven and earth.
Hmpf Richard shrugged this man shouldn't be allowed to live and then clearing his throat and heading towards the pub.