Unter meinem letzten Blogeintrag erschien ein Kommentar, und als ob das nicht schon verrückt genug wäre, ist dieser auch noch so bizarr komisch, dass ich ihm eine größere Bühne geben möchte. Es kommentiert Robert der Wieherbuh:
I was only nine years old. I loved Zornibold so much, i had all the tablegames and colouring books.
I pray to Zornibold every night before bed, thanking him for the life I´ve been given.
“Zornibold is anger” i say; “Zornibold is angst”.
My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I know he was just jealous of my devotion for Zornibold.
I called him a cunt.
He slaps me and send me to go to sleep.
I´m rying now, and me face hurts.
i lay in bed and it´s really cold.
Suddenly, a warmth is moving towards me.
it´s Zornibold.
I am so happy
He whispers into my ear : Don´t be so zornig meine deutsche kleine Wehrmachtbengel, ill calm you down”
he grabs me with his slender soft deutsche gnome hands and puts me down onto my hands and my knees
I´m ready
I spread my ass- cheeks for Zornibold
He penetrates my butt-hole.
it hurts so much but i do it for Zornibold
i can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
i push against his force
i want to please Zornibold
He chirps like a little woodland creature as he fills my butt with his ZORN
My dad walks in
Zornibold looks him straight in the eyes and says “dont be so ZORNIG mein Junge Mann, look what i have become, im fucking ZORNIG right now”
Zornibold leaves throug the window
Zornibold is anger, Zornibold is angst.
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Unter meinem letzten Blogeintrag erschien ein Kommentar, und als ob das nicht schon verrückt genug wäre, ist dieser auch noch so bizarr komisch, dass ich ihm eine größere Bühne geben möchte. Es kommentiert Robert der Wieherbuh:
I was only nine years old. I loved Zornibold so much, i had all the tablegames and colouring books.
I pray to Zornibold every night before bed, thanking him for the life I´ve been given.
“Zornibold is anger” i say; “Zornibold is angst”.
My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I know he was just jealous of my devotion for Zornibold.
I called him a cunt.
He slaps me and send me to go to sleep.
I´m rying now, and me face hurts.
i lay in bed and it´s really cold.
Suddenly, a warmth is moving towards me.
it´s Zornibold.
I am so happy
He whispers into my ear : Don´t be so zornig meine deutsche kleine Wehrmachtbengel, ill calm you down”
he grabs me with his slender soft deutsche gnome hands and puts me down onto my hands and my knees
I´m ready
I spread my ass- cheeks for Zornibold
He penetrates my butt-hole.
it hurts so much but i do it for Zornibold
i can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
i push against his force
i want to please Zornibold
He chirps like a little woodland creature as he fills my butt with his ZORN
My dad walks in
Zornibold looks him straight in the eyes and says “dont be so ZORNIG mein Junge Mann, look what i have become, im fucking ZORNIG right now”
Zornibold leaves throug the window
Zornibold is anger, Zornibold is angst.