Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Poem Asking For Money For A Birthday

36- Il nobel

"Are you the restaurant with friends and family to celebrate the recent victory of the Nobel Prize for chemistry, who was unanimously awarded through your latest invention, the saliva-flavored whipped cream and strawberries, when two heavily armed robbers burst into the room and began to rob everybody. Many men try everything to hide all the portfolios nell'arrosto turkey or vegetable broth, while women hurrying to swallow their jewelry studded with diamonds and silver cutlery in the restaurant. "

you have in your pocket only a spending bill of 1982, on which is recorded but the secret formula to transform dental plaque in M \u200b\u200b& M's and you have not already patented. It would be a huge loss, you have to react and quickly! Fortunately, on your table there are three objects that are particularly effective in situations like this: the gingerbread man, polenta and a bear's heart.






























Tommylovechucknorris: now I hide under the table with my family and I begin to think. Scrap immediately found the recipe to swallow, because maybe cagandola, it would become unreadable.
I can not even hide it in my clothes, you'll find immediately. I have nothing left to do but pull a few hairs on my friend's teddy bear and heart attacks on polenta that I was eating with my family. It comes alive and starts to run around the restaurant, devouring the persons present, but so much to me that I care. The robbers fired at the creature running out all the ammunition (and thus making the figure to be imbeciles, because they could escape with their loot).

I try to be a knife and the robbers tied up the polenta with advanced (so to me it sucked). To avoid giving it tames the creature to eat a gingerbread man, and while the launch of the monster, the man screams: "Wait, save me if I can express your desire." Whispered in his ear and now I get a Ferrari full of models, I will ascend above and, after giving the little man to monster, flee to 100 per hour. Tomorrow I'm going to patent my secret formula.
(Contributed by Tommylovechucknorris)

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