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Niechaj Order Heroicznych Pierogów dumnie ozdabia nasze klaty i utrzymuje brzuchy pełnymi! Ze łzami w oczach wspominam wszystkich poległych w tej bitwie, wszystkie zbite słoiki majonezów i wszystkie ciastka oraz jajka zniszczone pod bezlitosnym Bertrumblingiem naszego oprawcy. Ale nich będą one żywe w naszej pamięci i na naszych językach, albowiem tragedia ta wyznaczyła nowy początek i ukształtowała świat wolny od płacenia za jedzenie! Świat, o który walczyliśmy! Polska, którą ocaliliśmy!
Żyjmy!
Tyjmy!
Spożywajmy!
AMEN!!
@aleja-gwiazd-biegniemy @grubyszopiel
Everything that you thought had meaning: every majonez dekoracyjny, ciastka HIT, or jajka and kiełbasa. None of it matters as you lie hungry in your kitchen. None of it changes what a tummy ache does to a body, we all hungy. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our stolen food? What about their taste? Were they meaningless...?
They were NOT! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous yummies! The anguished yummies! Their tastes have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my Polish Tumblr mutuals do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of Bertholdt Hoover!
My Polish Tumblr mutuals push forward!
My Polish Tumblr mutuals scream out!
My Polish Tumblr mutuals RAAAAAGE!
After Bertholdt's death, his friends gave him a dignified burial, for they were the only ones who knew that he was, in fact, a bad man, but not that bad; he sometimes said “good morning” and didn't kick puppies.
Bertholdt's actions, which involved stealing Polish food, led to free food around the world, because you can't steal food when it's free. This is to prevent similar threats on a global scale. It took a long time for people to get used to the fact that butter no longer costs as much as a bar of gold.
Many Polish roads have been destroyed by Bertrumbling and are urgently in need of repair.
(I'm joking, they've always looked like that XDDDD)
Years after these tragic events, life returns to normal. Only one still remembers the man who sacrificed his life to provide free food for humanity.
He spends his days in a new, better world, dreaming of seeing his beloved one more time...
(@grubyszopiel @aleja-gwiazd-biegniemy Isayama told me that he is grateful to us for bringing to life the original storyline that he was too afraid to show. Good job guys <3)
@aleja-gwiazd-biegniemy @grubyszopiel
Everything that you thought had meaning: every majonez dekoracyjny, ciastka HIT, or jajka and kiełbasa. None of it matters as you lie hungry in your kitchen. None of it changes what a tummy ache does to a body, we all hungy. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our stolen food? What about their taste? Were they meaningless...?
They were NOT! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous yummies! The anguished yummies! Their tastes have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my Polish Tumblr mutuals do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of Bertholdt Hoover!
My Polish Tumblr mutuals push forward!
My Polish Tumblr mutuals scream out!
My Polish Tumblr mutuals RAAAAAGE!