Ronal the Barbarian Page #5
until they scream like the pigs they are!
Mighty zaal we bestow you
blood from the crown of the sons.
Let your dark bless us.
Soon I am more powerful than a god -
- And thou shalt be my queen
in the immortal life.
Hey! What are you doing here?
- Uh ...
- Kill him.
No, wait. I am master Alibert.
And the bard!
I'm here to play for
your party ... just occult ritual.
This one knows l may.
your buff
it makes me crazy
on the dance floor
can you see it
your skull charm
it gives me warm
little cuddles
sweet treasure
- Shut up, crap.
- Oh!
- See you.
- Come back, you little sh*t!
Let The Chosen One step forward!
- Hey, Ronal.
- Wreath sword.
- I make you free.
- We must liberate the others.
- I hurry as well as I can.
- What the hell?
Drop the splice.
You have no chance.
Come on. Give me your best shot.
Beautiful. It was really ...
- What the hell?
- Sorry.
What?
It is here I f***in
looking forward to!
Oh yeah!
- Kill them.
- But ...
- That's an order!
- Zandra!
You belong to me, skjoldm!
Do not forget it.
Yes, my lord.
- Ronal.
- You do not do it here.
Volcazar has defeated me in a duel.
It is my destiny.
Zandra, that's me.
It's completely ridiculous.
Is this really your destiny -
- To beat the only
who love you to death -
- Simply because some maniac
has beaten you in a fight?
Watch out!
Ronal!
Zandra.
Let me go!
Lord, make haste and bottom
before it is too late.
Clever boy. Down with the needle.
Oh, sh*t.
Die!
No!
The darkness must be aroused in Metalonien.
The sound of screams
must rise to the sky.
All must submit to me -
- Or die!
F***!
Lays Wreath! "Crane took his proud sword
and drove with all his force -
- The blade deep in zakidens shell
skull burst. "
You have to hit him up on his forehead.
It is his weak point, man!
It's impossible!
There is nothing you can do here.
Save yourself!
- What?
- It's not a place for you.
Get out!
No. I'm done
running around it.
Now you behave yourself
damn well.
Yes, indeed! Hit him in the forehead!
- In the forehead.
- What do you think I'm trying?
I'll crush you like an insect!
He is f***ing killed.
Oh, damn!
May my aim be sharp as a hawk's
and error-free as the great tit.
So stand, be silent!
No!
Now I have you!
Eat lute, your b*tch!
No, no. No!
- Zandra!
- My queen! Kill the fleas here.
What do you do? Your honor greets you
to serve me!
No! It is finished!
So die then!
Zandra!
Okay, folks, let's show them
how barbarians are really struggling!
Gorak!
- Come on, guys!
- Muscles!
I am invincible!
- What?
- This one's for Uncle Gundars!
Uh?
Holy sh*t.
My g-string sits right up the ass.
Ronal?
Ronal!
Oh no.
There are Ronal.
The greatest barbarians of us all.
- What happens?
- He lives damn, man!
I feel great love.
It's so beautiful.
Now I have not challenged you
to a duel, right?
You ...
You have already
conquered my heart, Ronal.
Then it becomes cheesy.
It's time for beer and beer,
beer and beer.
Beer and beer, beer and beer.
Should l just see something sick?
Wow!
j.
- Oh, that's good.
- I sense a strong muscular rheumatism.
I have also been tightened up
on a leather cross an entire week.
Keep just shut up, man.
I want to say something important.
For Ronal,
the thirsty barbarians in the world.
Cheers!
- How the hell are you drinking?
- F***ing barbarians, man.
Ronal barbarian
He was a weak boy
balls had he not
was not pierced anywhere
he was a little geeky
chest weak and somewhat cowardly
big balls
with hair
hard balls
hot babes
with hair
delicious babes
tasty balls
and oil-lubricated muscles
Ronal barbarian
he rules
big balls
with hair
hard balls
hot babes
with hair
delicious babes
tasty balls
and oil-lubricated muscles
we kmpertappert
shiny muscles
we are champions
thunder and lightning
scary wild
enemy we defy
for we have balls
together the team look
we dress in leather
Wow where we sweat
sunburnt hordes
with pierced nipples
Ronal barbarian
he rules
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