Pasqual? Whát did you do?
Very like.
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God, ik ben een ster in namen verzinnen heur.
Zeg hallo tegen: Chuchulain
'cause, frugh logic ._.
Máár dat was wel een Held uit de Ierse mythologie die zou geweldig was dat hij... euh... o.a. kon smelten.
Lees maar:
So wauwie <3
Echt, ik smelt ook ter plekke.
Wat. Een. Stuk.
En zó getalenteerd.
Goddank ben ik op tijd tegen gehouden en is het ietwat afgekort nu o_o
Very like.
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God, ik ben een ster in namen verzinnen heur.
Zeg hallo tegen: Chuchulain
'cause, frugh logic ._.
Máár dat was wel een Held uit de Ierse mythologie die zou geweldig was dat hij... euh... o.a. kon smelten.
Lees maar:
- Is dit niet enorm stoer?!:
- The Warrior. Cuchulain had several magical weapons: his sword, his visor, and his barbed spear, Gae Bulga, which inflicted wounds from which nobody ever recovered. When Cuchulain went into battle, he would go into a frenzy. His cry alone would kill a hundred warriors from fright. His physical appearance—namely, that of a handsome man—changed completely. Cuchulain's hair stood on end, one of his eyes bulged out while the other disappeared in his head, his legs and feet turned to face backward, his muscles swelled, and a column of blood spurted up from his head. His body became so hot that it could melt snow.
When swept away in a war frenzy, Cuchulain could not distinguish between friends and enemies. On one occasion, he was so full of the lust for battle that he needed to be stopped. A group of Ulster women marched out naked carrying vats of cold water to bring him to his senses. When Cuchulain stopped his chariot in embarrassment, he was grabbed by warriors who threw him into three vats of cold water to calm him down. The first vat burst apart, the second boiled over, but the third merely got hot.
So wauwie <3
Echt, ik smelt ook ter plekke.
Wat. Een. Stuk.
En zó getalenteerd.
Goddank ben ik op tijd tegen gehouden en is het ietwat afgekort nu o_o
