FTFY
Ihr perversen Schweine!
Ich bin da leicht zu triggern hihi
Es ist wirklich zu einfach Aber pervers? Naja…
Vielleicht nicht die optimale Formulierung. Ich wollte auch mal was sagen.
Die Anonymität des Internets lässt einen in seine tiefsten Abgründe rutschen.
Na, das triggert mich
Grand father, tell me a story!
All right, go and get your storybook
No, no, not one of those, a real story
A real story?
Yes! Tell me about when you were a boy
Well, then, I shall have to take you back with me
A long way in time
It was my thirteenth year on a cold winter’s day
As I walked through the enchanted forest
I heard the sounds of horses and men at arms
I felt compelled to walk on and find the place of these sounds
And when the forest did clear I was standing on a hill
Before me there was a great plane
Atoned the armies of the world,standing, waiting
I thought to myself, for whom or for what are they waiting?
Suddenly a gust of wind come up from the north
There appeared a lone rider, holding a sword of steel
Then from the south came another, bearing a battle axe
From the east came a third, holding a spiked club
And finally, from the west a rider
Who wielded a great hammer of war, with them came their
Soldiers of death, followed by an army of immortals
They were few in number
But the look in their eyes told all who beheld them
That they would leave this day only in victory or death
And there was a great silence
My heart began to pound, storm clouds filled the sky with darkness
Rain came and four winds blew with such anger
That I held fast to a tree
I watched the four riders raise their weapons into the air
Without warning, screaming their war cry they led the attack
Down to the battle they rode
They met the armies of the world with a mighty clash
I could feel the groundshake, the earth drank much blood that day
Each of the four, was into himself a whirlwind of doom
When the smoke did clear, many thousands were dead
There was much blood and gore
Their bodies lay broken and scattered across the battle field
Like brown leaves blown by the wind
And I saw the four ride together to the top of the hill
While below them the soldiers of death assembled
All those who would now swear allegiance to them
And the four spoke the words of the warriors prayer
Gods of war I call you, my sword is by my side
I seek a life of honor free from all false pride
I will crack the whip with a bold mighty hail
Cover me with death if I should ever fail
Glory, majesty, unity, hail, hail,hail
And as I stood and looked on, I heard the armies of the world
Hail them without end, and their voices of victory
Carried long and far throughout the land
Well, That’s it, did you like the story?
Yeah, it was great!
Oh, good, I’m glad, now off to bed with you
Grandfather?
Yes?
Who were those four men?
Who were they? They were the Metal Kings
Jetzt dreht er durch o.o
Opa erzählt wieder Geschichten und alle überscrollen es
Musste ich irgendwie gerade dran denken:
There was an old lady who swallowed a fly.
I don’t know why she swallowed that fly,
Perhaps she’ll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a spider.
That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
But I don’t know why she swallowed that fly
Perhaps she’ll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a bird.
How absurd, to swallow a bird!
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
But I don’t know why she swallowed that fly
Perhaps she’ll die
There was an old lady who swallowed a cat.
Imagine that, she swallowed a cat.
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
But I don’t know why she swallowed that fly
Perhaps she’ll die
There was an old lady who swallowed a dog.
What a hog! To swallow a dog!
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
But I don’t know why she swallowed that fly
Perhaps she’ll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a goat.
Just opened her throat and swallowed a goat!
She swallowed the goat to catch the dog
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
But I don’t know why she swallowed that fly
Perhaps she’ll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a cow.
I don’t know how she swallowed a cow!
She swallowed the cow to catch the goat
She swallowed the goat to catch the dog
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
But I don’t know why she swallowed that fly
Perhaps she’ll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a horse
She’s dead, of course.
Scroll, scroll, scroll it down…
sorry, ab da bin ich abgedriftet
Guter Mann
ich befürchte bei der musik die ich hier grade höre, und bei der lautstärke in der ich sie höre bekomme ich gleich besuch.
aber manchmal muss das.
ist aber schon lustig wenn man mitten in der innenstadt wohnt und die leute auf der haupteinkaufsstrasse sich verwirrt umdrehen und versuchen herauszufinden ob grad Krieg ist.
Dafür wurde in Amerika mal einer auf Schmerzengeld verklagt. Irgendein Nachbar hat durch Musik so ne Art Vietnam Flashback bekommen und musste eingewiesen werden. Neben den Behandlungskosten bekam er dann 15000$ oder so
Finde leider gerade die Quelle nicht. Vielleicht ist es auch nur eine urban legend.
Bei Helene Fischer Musik bekomm ich auch ständig einen Vietnam Flashback…
Bei mir sind es eher selbstmordgedanken.
ftfy!