So, like this dude had, like, a big cool kingdom and people liked him. But, like, his step-mom, or something, was kind of a bitch, and she forced her husband to, like, send this cool-dude, he was Ram, to some national forest or something... since he was going, for like, something like more than 10 years or so, he decided to get his wife and his bro along... you know...so that they could all chill out together.
But DUDE, the forest was reeeeal scaryshit... really man...they had monkeys and devils and shit like that. But this dude, Ram, kicked ass with darts and bows and arrows...so it was fine. But then some bad gangsta boys, some jerk called Ravan, picks up his babe (Sita) and lures her away to his hood. And boy, was our man, and also his bro, Lakshman, pissed... And you DONt piss this son-of-a-gun cuz, he just kicks ass and like, all the gods were with him. So anyways, you dont mess with gods. SO, Ram, and his bro get an army of monkeys.
Dude, dont ask me how they trained the damn monkeys... just go along with me, ok... so, Ram, Laksh. and their monkeys whip this gangstas ass in his own hood. Anyways, by this time, their times up in the forest and anyways .. it gets kinda boring, you know... no TV or malls or shit like that. So, they decided to hitch a ride back home...and when the people realize that our dude, his bro and the wife are back home...they thought, well, you know, at least they deserve something nice... and they didnt have any bars or clubs in those days...so they couldnt take them out for a drink, so they, like, decided to smoke and shit...and since they also had some lamps, they lit the lamps also ... so it was pretty cooool ... you know with all those fireworks, really, they even had some local band play along with the fireworks.. and you know, what, dude, that was the very first, no kidding.., that was the very first music-synchronized fireworks...you know, like the 4th of July stuff, but just, more cooler and stuff, you know.
credits: unknown legend
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