Still my hill
I gaze upon the hill. Snow and ice covers it's surface, a sure reflection of the coldness of it's owner. I hesitate. Wait, the still sane part of my mind thinks. Is this what I want to be doing? 'Snap'. Insanity takes over and I begin the treacherous climb through ice, hail, snow and for some reason the remains of the cast from Back to the future. When I get to the top, I see the tyrant himself. Jake, surrounded by.... clones of Ilona? I see them fanning him, putting fine wine near his mouth so he can sip it, and holding up a recent issue of teen vogue he seems to be enjoying. Anger gets the best of me and I rush at him with almost superhuman like speed. He immediately sits up and screams 'Coward, you have come to your death'! I then say 'no, perhaps you've just came to yours' or something witty like that. He grabs his banhammer. He walks over, and the earth pounds. I try to ease myself by making a fat joke but it's to no avail. He slowly raises the hammer and.... STRIKES DOWN! I run as fast as I can, barely escaping death. With an employment of moves from the matrix and superhuman strength only mentioned now, I grab the banhammer and raise it above Jake's head.
Employing my best british accent I say,
'How does it feel now, mate?'
And crush Jake into a fine powdery substance. That substance later became known as splenda. My hill.
my lies are the only truths in the world.
that doesnt make sense therefore your arguement is invalid
Gives Dragon some Candy now Dragon is mine and throws you off hill
that's galaxy, which is noobish. so
Ghost Napalm strike!?
Hunta Terminates everyone on and near hill
i dont care if any1 diesI should win for being the only one that gives a damn.
grabs my trusty bazooka