Talk:Blue Oni/@comment-26380985-20150822015348/@comment-177.158.172.236-20150917014429

- Sorry girls, but this groom has to leave.

I hold the hand of my friend and headed rushing night away with three mamonos in our behind us. They could still run despite drinking.

We spent all night running until you reach a street where there was a contest to see who made the spiciest pepper. We managed to get out of there and the three ammonso fell upon several different types of peppers, it was funny.

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On the wedding day everything seemed goes well until the three appeared mamonos each wearing a wedding dress, each more bizarre than the other. They were claiming their rights as brides, apparently this happened in the 20 minutes he was lost, to their misfortune the girl that he would marry was one of the greatest fighters in the world and easily defeated them. It seemed that finally we would have our happy ending. Until they woke up and wanted me as a consolation prize, so I ran.