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The Lemon Story
I was born in the southern part of Italy in a big, green garden. From my parents I have maffioso blood pumping through my pulp. My parents were eaten away from me when I still was a very young man, like a nut. I was then expelled from my family when I failed my mission to assassinate a rival from the gang of oranges. My lemon gang were laughing at me when I was rolling away. They seemed to be in a sour mood. I had to escape so I looked in a travelling boook and I liked the party pictures of Sweden. In Sweden my lemon friends are really nice to me. We were a few lemons who were brought to this English lesson today for teaching Italien.
Alt. Ending: We were a few lemons who were brought to this English lesson today where I met the love of my life, Rebecka. The teacher, Britta, introduced us. (Victors slut ^^,)
The authors: Rebecka & Victor & Julia :)
vacker citronhistoria va? haha xD
I was born in the southern part of Italy in a big, green garden. From my parents I have maffioso blood pumping through my pulp. My parents were eaten away from me when I still was a very young man, like a nut. I was then expelled from my family when I failed my mission to assassinate a rival from the gang of oranges. My lemon gang were laughing at me when I was rolling away. They seemed to be in a sour mood. I had to escape so I looked in a travelling boook and I liked the party pictures of Sweden. In Sweden my lemon friends are really nice to me. We were a few lemons who were brought to this English lesson today for teaching Italien.
Alt. Ending: We were a few lemons who were brought to this English lesson today where I met the love of my life, Rebecka. The teacher, Britta, introduced us. (Victors slut ^^,)
The authors: Rebecka & Victor & Julia :)
vacker citronhistoria va? haha xD
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