PINEAPPLE MANIFESTO Aweh my bra, this is the book about my story. No man taketh a Mongol exempt for the informed man such as myself, only I my bask in her light. A story of true love and what alcohol can do to a man CHaPTer 1: Die bra wat uit die venster kyk So we had this bra named Dawud, he was quite homeless, h e was the bra that rol in sy broek, h e was the bra tha t chopies soek. H e h a d the slaai ge leave for the braai THIS MAN Dawaud tried to squaggle a poor bystander into giving him money (disclaimer, it failed). But soon enough he asked online for 200 zar so that he can buy clothes in order to ask his neighbour for 150 zar to invest in bitcoin... well scrolling for bi tcoin his anti virus went “beep beep beep” and he l ep d . He threw a tantrum and shook his fist unto a site named “Banana dang bananang ryum” and shook the money out of his pocket unto the PC. Out came tenfold the deposit, and the brother had to squint to see just how much he had made... he squinted so hard that he became an asian man named Akashi. He took his money... used it to bathe in the river, and soon... built a log cabin from the trees... and a bench. He was settled... he sat upon a bench, the bench in turn sat on him, and they both sat on each other, but he was not comfortable, so they moved. And Akashi went home... until he looked up from his PC... Chapter 2: Die Vrouwline Aweh my bra, so I sattings down at the ceiling. Looking up to the kaas wall above me in a robinly manner. When I thought to myselfs “I need myself one of them vrouwlines”. I approached the ghenghis khan, he hobbled unto the floor, and he looked upon me “Have my daughter for free, only 20 0 dollars” I accepted the offer and quite simply purchased her for the full price of 10 dollars. The mongol queen was now mine and mine alone, Ghenghis Khan cry now, I bought her for a mere 5k ChApTer` 5: JoHn Pork Vs Jebron lAmes Jebron lames was an highly esteemed person of a man. He drizzled the blall left from right and shoots the brall into the yoop. He wases a star. Until one faithful evening he and arose, and levy james was tacing it. He dribbled so hard his head started hitting the ground, his feet the walls, and his slan the cei ling. He broke Jess Pig’s ankles “Awr, yu know them pork chops make you sick, thas why” but then a maddened pork chop ling linged the phone, he was marnded into HELL of ANGER At lefrom. “ling ling who this”? Lebron snuttered. “Hey big man...” Jan Poorkas answered... tapping his snout against the table thoughtfully. “Yo what you need swine?” LefEron echered through the phones. “Tell me big man, if a pig is not allowed to eat pig. Then a black man is not allowed to eat under the bed”. Jebron Lames hickled, his eyes dropped open, his mouth curled into open angrness and he slicked. ‘I’mMA KiLl That PigGy FriEnd Of Mines!!!!’. His feet bolted throughs the town at a 90* angel, cracking the pavement, he ran with abnormal precision, he was about to kill John The Pork Johnson for slayking on him like that. “i’M n oT Allowsed To Eat UnDer ThE bed Now HuH??!!” he started pounding the pavement with a desk hammer, looking up with with tribal eyes “Mufasa” he whispersers. He breaks down the door, and drags Jan Pork by the fweets, pullin g him into the Arena. “Get ready pork boy, we bout to brawrl”. John Pork starts shadowboxing “I’m the pork chop, and you’re the sizzle of the pan, so burn.”. lefron lepled unto John, embracing him into an aggressive hug like punch. He quickly mannuvers his hands upon the pork to cause pain, but none were to be found as the pork swiveled and flew. They agreed to an race and ran at mock 2, until Jebron Lames kapped it at an angle at hit pork off into the sky, No pork to this day has grun wangs and flone, but this pork... he agreed. “Jebrok Lamehs, more like Jebrok Change Lanes...” ChApter 9: SqUidHond!!! Aweh, so like. There was this italian man named Leo, Leo lays on the couch and scrumed. HE SCRUMED his lungs out due to an hunger. He screamsed, his soul lefts his body and he hungered drastic. He leeps off the coach “I NEED BOOK” he flops through the page and finds “How? SquidHond found in like the ocean”. Leo stampered, his eyes looked like a leepel, shining with hope, his mouth were open like a guitar ready to be strumms. “ ”Ik honger en vreeslik” En zo, had the man lepled into the harbor bay, he slossed Tommy Vercetti away, and went unto the water. CHAPTER SQUIDHOND So my bra squidhond hat swimmed throughs the waters, he looked right to left and hobbled amongst the floors met his tentackles, squabbled he amongst the seabed. He bluffed upong the fwishes of the see “WAF Waf waf” as the bubbles travelled up to the top of the ocean. But he was under the see so his waf wafs were more “GORREL GORREL GRRR”. ”Ek gaan hom vang And then our brub Leo JUMPED into the water, only to climb back up and to wield his fishing rod to throw the spool into the water, graqsping SquidHond, squidward’s pet. Squidward was flabberbegasted, but didn’t care. He hooks the squidhonds by the mouths, and took him to the surface taking the hook out of his mouth and picked him up by the head because he has nowhere else to pick up a squidhond . And snuttered “You will now get me food to eat” They svew into a bush and became hunters. He still picking up the squidhond by the kop placed him on the grundge grass “HUNT NE!” The SquidHond squambled among the grass, the pasta, the chicken alfredo, the spaghetti all sticking to him as he looked right to left and ssquambled through the grass, barking lies at the fish in the air, his bubbled going up to heaven because he was not p rogrammed for this way of life