i'm going to bed /int/ can you tell me a bedtime story?

it's only 6pm, don't be a lil bish

>>73769914
11 here

>>73769874
I can't wait to see this whore in the anime

>>73769874
Post this in /cum/; they used to tell me bedtime stories

Once upon a time Britain not only controlled Gibraltar, but also the island of Minorca.

When the North American colonies won their independence, Spain got the island back as a term of peace at the war's end.

Britain still controls the monkey rock today, but power over Eurotrash party island is only a distant memory of another time.

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>>73769942

>there once was 9000 African refugees
>they all are rescued by Italians
>all the refugees pick up leaflets showing a beautiful rich tropical island named Britain
>the refugees all decide to go to Britain
>they finally arrive a week later to find it not so tropical
>they fuck English slags instead

The end

>>73769874
One day, you will Install Gentoo
*brings down a laptop and installation media and manual*
(You install Gentoo)
The end

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>>73770041
>>73770011
>>73769951
BAD POSTS

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>>73769874
Once upon a time

A few cumskins were found

Surrounded by the Mujahideen, their lives ended with screams

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>>73770101
What's going on in that image?

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>>73770166
>>73770144
>>73770103
not a fan of these posts

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>>73770237
I was just asking a question

There once was a village where a kind of people called "Merikans" lived. They gladly celebrated each year a festivity dedicated to the resurrection of their god. But one day, everything changed. The Merikans stopped celebrating. Why don't they celebrate anymore?...

Fragment of the "The Forgotten Celebration"

There was a tale about a boy who was curious about the forest near his house however his parents always told him not to go there since there is an spirit roaming the forest who kidnaps children.
The boy's curiosity one day peaked and he decided to sneak to the forest behind his parents backs. The boy entered the forest and wandered around what seemed to be hours at a time.
Quickly the boy realized that he was lost so he screamed for help but nobody answered. The boy wandered for hours upon hours crying and sobbing however he heard a sound coming from the forest. "Come here, boy " a voice echoed. The boy in joy started to run towards the voice and arrived at a pond where he noticed that the sound orginated from the pond. "Come closer" the voice said. The boy hesitatingly said "N-no you are the spirit what my parents told about" and the spirit answered "Don't you want to get back home? Your parents must be so worried about you... Just lower your head and look at your reflection and I'll show you the way back home". The boy lowered his head believing in the spirit but in mere seconds the boy was gone and only his faint scream could be heard from afar.

No, but really fuck my sister.

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>>73769874
Once upon a time there was a burger.
He was a Finn
Möö Möö!
The end