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... he surrenders!

French soldier named Fred was walking through occupied London when suddenly looked on british beauty teasing him to approach her and to step on a trap which she prepared for him.

P.S am I right 🙂.Great article as always dear friend Jny123

... he walked to the east end of London and got shot

he chanced upon St Pauls Cathedral! 'What a sight' he thought, as he went inside to explore. Being a fan of early restoration architecture, he was particularly interested in the dome top, and asked a nearby priest if there was any means to take a look. 'You can by a tour ticket of the rooftop for £13.50, proceeds go to ward the upkeep of the building!'. 'Great', said Frenchie, and off he stomped to buy his ticket, happy to see that it was business as usual in occupied London. He was lead to a staircase in a small group, and they began to ascend. Frenchie became frustrated that the dome was the last part of the tour and he had to endure seeing several bell towers and steeples in the meantime, but he was not one to complain. Being a campanologist, he was quite interested in the bells; and in one steeple he noticed something odd, 'why doesn't this bell have a hammer in it? How does it chyme!?' The tour guide explained how it was traditionally rung by misbehaved priests who would push the bell then let it strike them on the head to achieve a ring. The ignoramus bell, as it was termed, would alert nearby people to the correction of bad clergymen. 'Wow!' said Frenchie, 'does it work?'. 'Nah' said the tour guide, and he led the group on. Frenchie was fascinated by this bell, and decided to try and ring it himself. He pushed the bell, and as it gently swayed toward him he held out his elbow. 'Tonk'. 'Not loud enough', he thought 'no wonder they used their head'. So he tried again, this time holding out his head. 'CHONGGGGGGG' rang the bell. The tour guide darted back into the steeple to see an empty room. He had seen this happen before. He looked out the window, and saw Frenchie rapidly descending. Once the tour guide made his way down the stairs to the body, a small crowd had gathered outside cafe rouge. A policeman asked, 'do you know this man?'', to which the tour guide replied; 'No... but his face rings a bell!'. Fin.

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SO IRONIC

...he realized that Fred is not a French name. He instantly turned around and ran home to his mom to ask where the hell he got this stupid name.

Awwww I wanted to do this one 😭😭😭

A French Soldier named Fred was walking through occupied London when suddenly...

he realised he was French and promptly surrendered.

A French Soldier named Fred was walking through occupied London when suddenly...

...the paradox of France having conquered another nation, even in an online game, caused a temporal rift, hurtling him through time and space and across dimensional boundaries to a parallel universe where the French were the bravest, strongest, and most tactically savvy nation in the world. At first Fred felt like this must be the best of all possible worlds, but then, like Voltaire's Candide before him, he realised just how mistaken he was, because even in a reality where the French were the bravest, strongest, and most tactically savvy nation in the world, they still kept being conquered by the Germans. Only since they were the bravest, strongest, and most tactically savvy nation in the world, the UK didn't feel sorry for them like they do in our reality, so they didn't keep bailing them out every the time. The realisation that there is probably no reality in which France wins the day sent a shockwave of self-doubt through Fred that hurtled him back through time, space and dimensions, back to occupied London, where...

...he realised he was French and promptly surrendered.

A French Soldier Named Fred was walking through occupied London when suddenly..... he realised he isn't French and got shot on the spot.




I haven't won!!!!!!! I'm bad at story writing (Say me when I wrote a small novel and got £1000 prize for second place in a novel writing competition!!!!) Yeah me!!!!

When suddenly...he was turned into a balls sucking frog.

...in the distance he spots a tree with bacon hanging from its branches. He walks over to it and slowly reaches out...BANG!...a shot rings out and Fred falls to the ground, blood gushing from the ragged hole in his chest. As he lays there watching the life flow from his body a hairy arsed Para leans over him knife in hand.
"Monsieur...cough...before you kill me please...cough...tell me why the bacon tree?"
The Para raising the knife ready to finish of this foreign invader, he leans in close and whispers,
"It's not a bacon tree you snail eating fecker, it's a HAM BUSH!"

Horice 😛

Using a phone while on a train is not conducive to producing impeccable literacy, gramma or spelling 🙁

Horice 🙂

Neither is using it for your whole brwoser game experience 😂