Hi, im typing this as a response. So onward my steed to glory. I have taken the ambition to become a paragon of virtue. How, you may ask?
Well, it is fairly simple. The first thing you must consider is a proper protein rich diet. How can you get money and fuck bitches if the bitches ducks fucks. You cant, therefore procede with exptreme caution and prejudice, godspeed.
Southern France is in ruins, Spain is conquered, the Romans are on their death bed, peasants off the coast of France are being sold to slavery and Naples and Sicily are trembling from fear. So you sell everything you own to buy a horse, armor and a weapon like your fellow peers. (regardless of social class or financial standing) You venture out on the longest joureny of your life, which you know you will probably not return. And you go to defend something that is very dear and personal to you.
Now cue the modern times. Well, as Wraith king/Skeleton king would say: The irony is rich and death is my bitch.
But seriously now, how did the Eastern Roman empire manage to loose battles so decisevely. I mean, the figures are outlandish. Sometimes the had 5 times more people and still lost, were they completely incompetent in their final hour?
Well, it doesent matter now, at least we have paprika, coffe and kebab. Remove kebab? I would say eat kebab!
Tupac is alive and well in Serbia and he is making fast rap. I wonder why did he choose Serbia as his final resting place. Did he somehow connect to the local people with his ghetto background. I read and heard he was actually a really inteligent black man, so naturally i wondered what spurred his decision. Perhaps it was made on a moments notice, cornered by tomato flinging undead alien monkeys.
Well its been nice talking to you, later.
