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My name is Nunya Bissniss. I am just your average 0.10239024202012 year old school girl who is obsessed with Hell's Kitchen. My only goal in life is to make it on Hell's Kitchen. To achieve this goal, I have prayed to the almighty god known as Gordon Ramsay every night, hoping that he will one day hear my pleads. Everyone at my high school has called me a crazy ass bitch because of it, but I don't care. I know that Gordon will come to me soon, and then I'll prove them all wrong.
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One night, I was sitting in my room, praying to my lord and savior as usual, when all of a sudden my sister barged into my room with a pissed off look on her face. "Nunya, what the fuck do you think you're doing?!" I heard her yell at me.
"Go away! Can't you see I'm trying to concentrate?"
"Concentrate on what? Being absolutely delusional?"
I gritted my teeth in frustration, "I am not delusional, you asshat!" I then proceeded to throw my rubber dildo
"It's time for you to get a reality check," she stated as she grabbed my
"No, I think it's time for YOU to get a reality check," the almighty Gordon proclaimed.
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"Oops, sorry fam." He apologized.
Holy shit, he had finally came to me. I was internally screaming inside. Alas, that internal screaming ended when I took a moment to analyze Gordon Ramsay's appearance. For some reason, he was wearing a Peter Pan outfit. To be honest, he looked fucking
"So... you've heard my pleads, right?" I asked my god.
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"Now, come with me, we have some business to attend to."
He grabbed my arm, which caused me to have a Vietnam flashback that Jinx would be proud of. Gordon quickly released it and instead took hold of my leg. We flew out the window
When we were at the set, my heart was at maximum percentage of doki doki. At long last, my dream had come true. I looked around my surroundings, and saw a bunch of contestants standing in the far end corner. They looked like a bunch of filthy casuals. I strolled my way to them and stood in front of them with my hands on my love handles. I was ready for the task that the almighty Gordon Ramsay was about to bestow upon me.
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"I-I'm sorry, m'lord, I let curiosity get the best of me."
Gordon stood there for about
I was confused for a moment, until I looked at the steak.
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"you... are... nothing..."
I started crying tears uncontrollably. When the walls started oozing blood I went into the fetal position. This went on for what had seemed like hours until I heard a very loud POOF sound. I got out of the fetal position and noticed that there was a door right in front of me. I quickly got up and opened it, quickly regretting my choice.
Inside, there were
The skeleton penises noticed me and started shooting hyper-realistic jizz all over the place. I slowly closed the door and snapped my neck, thus killing myself.
However, I wasn't truly
But then, I heard a voice call out to me.
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