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Thousand of years ago, In a world of deceit and controversy, A sinister land, so far away, you can see it right now. Many lived in fear, of the ruling tribe, the Noubs.
Leader of the Noubs was a small insolent little child, who went by the name of rajpal.
Followers believed he was the creator of the Noub tribe, but no one dared to question, from fear of the legendary 'sparm' attack. Apparently this inruly child, and the dreaded ‘sparm’ attack slaughtered many.
Rajpal would perform short stage tricks, using his 'sparm' attack. Many thought he was unworthy of such a gift, and started to form an alliance with another tribe.
As time went on, the alliance grew stronger, they created weapons, using dung, and sheep, shelters were built from houses, and vehicles were made using advanced abacus' theorem.
While the unnoticed alliance grew, the creator, continued to take advantage of his gift. He destroyed family pets, and cowboys with his tool.
While the leader was branded an 'idiot', the alliance formed a conspiracy plan in order to erase rajpal from the face of the earth. They planned for days, when eventually thought up a plan, so sinister, it could not fail. But the tribe had to wait until the 13th day of the 13th month in order to conduct it. This was for no specific reason they just thought it would look good in the history books.
Rajpal, sat in his chair, pleasuring himself with the gift of 'sparm'. Still, unexpected of the pre-planned attack, he decided to make a hotdog.
It was the 12th day of the 13th month, and all the members were ready to expose, and destroy the 'Noub' master, rajpal. Weeks of research, and planning were about to come to action the following day. They new they only had one shot.
The next day, their ploy was about to be triggered off. They marched for hours to the 'creators' throne, where their devious attack should occur.
Upon their arrival to the throne, to their horror, they found blood, internal organs, and the sweet stench of death. They looked at rajpal as he lied on the floor. It was evident that the 'sparm' attack was not a gift, but a disease. A disease so fatal it could kill someone so puny, and weak.
The tribe speared each other in pure frustration. No one survived.
All those years ago, the fatal tradition of 'sparm' or 'spam' is it is now known, was discovered to be an act of the 'mentally inept' or just plain idiots.
The story of the 'Noub' followers is still in existence in this day and age, but they are not overestimated, they are taunted and mocked, like monkeys.
Run monkey run...
Cheers
Leader of the Noubs was a small insolent little child, who went by the name of rajpal.
Followers believed he was the creator of the Noub tribe, but no one dared to question, from fear of the legendary 'sparm' attack. Apparently this inruly child, and the dreaded ‘sparm’ attack slaughtered many.
Rajpal would perform short stage tricks, using his 'sparm' attack. Many thought he was unworthy of such a gift, and started to form an alliance with another tribe.
As time went on, the alliance grew stronger, they created weapons, using dung, and sheep, shelters were built from houses, and vehicles were made using advanced abacus' theorem.
While the unnoticed alliance grew, the creator, continued to take advantage of his gift. He destroyed family pets, and cowboys with his tool.
While the leader was branded an 'idiot', the alliance formed a conspiracy plan in order to erase rajpal from the face of the earth. They planned for days, when eventually thought up a plan, so sinister, it could not fail. But the tribe had to wait until the 13th day of the 13th month in order to conduct it. This was for no specific reason they just thought it would look good in the history books.
Rajpal, sat in his chair, pleasuring himself with the gift of 'sparm'. Still, unexpected of the pre-planned attack, he decided to make a hotdog.
It was the 12th day of the 13th month, and all the members were ready to expose, and destroy the 'Noub' master, rajpal. Weeks of research, and planning were about to come to action the following day. They new they only had one shot.
The next day, their ploy was about to be triggered off. They marched for hours to the 'creators' throne, where their devious attack should occur.
Upon their arrival to the throne, to their horror, they found blood, internal organs, and the sweet stench of death. They looked at rajpal as he lied on the floor. It was evident that the 'sparm' attack was not a gift, but a disease. A disease so fatal it could kill someone so puny, and weak.
The tribe speared each other in pure frustration. No one survived.
All those years ago, the fatal tradition of 'sparm' or 'spam' is it is now known, was discovered to be an act of the 'mentally inept' or just plain idiots.
The story of the 'Noub' followers is still in existence in this day and age, but they are not overestimated, they are taunted and mocked, like monkeys.
Run monkey run...
Cheers
FinalFantasyFanatic wrote:
> Aw, I missed a good ol' Newbie spam-a-thon.
> You go away for 2 days and what happens .....
....a good ol' Newbie spam-a-thon? :oD
> Aw, I missed a good ol' Newbie spam-a-thon.
> You go away for 2 days and what happens .....
....a good ol' Newbie spam-a-thon? :oD
Aw, I missed a good ol' Newbie spam-a-thon.
You go away for 2 days and what happens .....
You go away for 2 days and what happens .....
Sfone wrote:
> By purchance was it in the incorrect Forum, I didn't realise there was
> a rajpal forum...
Having just come in here and run down the topics and authors I thought this was it!
Nice post but not bloody enough
> By purchance was it in the incorrect Forum, I didn't realise there was
> a rajpal forum...
Having just come in here and run down the topics and authors I thought this was it!
Nice post but not bloody enough
Please continue El Blokey.
By purchance was it in the incorrect Forum, I didn't realise there was a rajpal forum...
By purchance was it in the incorrect Forum, I didn't realise there was a rajpal forum...
Kyz22 wrote:
> You are indeed a very funny and talented writer. You'll go far.
1) SLURRRRRRRP
2) A cursory glance reveals tonnes of grammatical errors.
> You are indeed a very funny and talented writer. You'll go far.
1) SLURRRRRRRP
2) A cursory glance reveals tonnes of grammatical errors.
Brilliant stuff Sfone!
Absolute genius
Absolute genius
Nice one.
You are indeed a very funny and talented writer. You'll go far.
Thousand of years ago, In a world of deceit and controversy, A sinister land, so far away, you can see it right now. Many lived in fear, of the ruling tribe, the Noubs.
Leader of the Noubs was a small insolent little child, who went by the name of rajpal.
Followers believed he was the creator of the Noub tribe, but no one dared to question, from fear of the legendary 'sparm' attack. Apparently this inruly child, and the dreaded ‘sparm’ attack slaughtered many.
Rajpal would perform short stage tricks, using his 'sparm' attack. Many thought he was unworthy of such a gift, and started to form an alliance with another tribe.
As time went on, the alliance grew stronger, they created weapons, using dung, and sheep, shelters were built from houses, and vehicles were made using advanced abacus' theorem.
While the unnoticed alliance grew, the creator, continued to take advantage of his gift. He destroyed family pets, and cowboys with his tool.
While the leader was branded an 'idiot', the alliance formed a conspiracy plan in order to erase rajpal from the face of the earth. They planned for days, when eventually thought up a plan, so sinister, it could not fail. But the tribe had to wait until the 13th day of the 13th month in order to conduct it. This was for no specific reason they just thought it would look good in the history books.
Rajpal, sat in his chair, pleasuring himself with the gift of 'sparm'. Still, unexpected of the pre-planned attack, he decided to make a hotdog.
It was the 12th day of the 13th month, and all the members were ready to expose, and destroy the 'Noub' master, rajpal. Weeks of research, and planning were about to come to action the following day. They new they only had one shot.
The next day, their ploy was about to be triggered off. They marched for hours to the 'creators' throne, where their devious attack should occur.
Upon their arrival to the throne, to their horror, they found blood, internal organs, and the sweet stench of death. They looked at rajpal as he lied on the floor. It was evident that the 'sparm' attack was not a gift, but a disease. A disease so fatal it could kill someone so puny, and weak.
The tribe speared each other in pure frustration. No one survived.
All those years ago, the fatal tradition of 'sparm' or 'spam' is it is now known, was discovered to be an act of the 'mentally inept' or just plain idiots.
The story of the 'Noub' followers is still in existence in this day and age, but they are not overestimated, they are taunted and mocked, like monkeys.
Run monkey run...
Cheers
Leader of the Noubs was a small insolent little child, who went by the name of rajpal.
Followers believed he was the creator of the Noub tribe, but no one dared to question, from fear of the legendary 'sparm' attack. Apparently this inruly child, and the dreaded ‘sparm’ attack slaughtered many.
Rajpal would perform short stage tricks, using his 'sparm' attack. Many thought he was unworthy of such a gift, and started to form an alliance with another tribe.
As time went on, the alliance grew stronger, they created weapons, using dung, and sheep, shelters were built from houses, and vehicles were made using advanced abacus' theorem.
While the unnoticed alliance grew, the creator, continued to take advantage of his gift. He destroyed family pets, and cowboys with his tool.
While the leader was branded an 'idiot', the alliance formed a conspiracy plan in order to erase rajpal from the face of the earth. They planned for days, when eventually thought up a plan, so sinister, it could not fail. But the tribe had to wait until the 13th day of the 13th month in order to conduct it. This was for no specific reason they just thought it would look good in the history books.
Rajpal, sat in his chair, pleasuring himself with the gift of 'sparm'. Still, unexpected of the pre-planned attack, he decided to make a hotdog.
It was the 12th day of the 13th month, and all the members were ready to expose, and destroy the 'Noub' master, rajpal. Weeks of research, and planning were about to come to action the following day. They new they only had one shot.
The next day, their ploy was about to be triggered off. They marched for hours to the 'creators' throne, where their devious attack should occur.
Upon their arrival to the throne, to their horror, they found blood, internal organs, and the sweet stench of death. They looked at rajpal as he lied on the floor. It was evident that the 'sparm' attack was not a gift, but a disease. A disease so fatal it could kill someone so puny, and weak.
The tribe speared each other in pure frustration. No one survived.
All those years ago, the fatal tradition of 'sparm' or 'spam' is it is now known, was discovered to be an act of the 'mentally inept' or just plain idiots.
The story of the 'Noub' followers is still in existence in this day and age, but they are not overestimated, they are taunted and mocked, like monkeys.
Run monkey run...
Cheers