User:Asamiami1/sandbox

In a land, far far away, a guy arrived at the airport with a plane. He managed (somehow) to get through the customs and security in this new land were he is gonna try to do as little damage as possible. He came out of the airport, basked in the fresh but humid air of this new country. He was not home, no, not at all. This is the story of the Oli.

He began this new adventure in Miami. He wanted to understand the culture so he went for a little run in the neighbourhood. He started noticing restaurants and goods from stores that he never saw before. McDonalds, Subway, Publix, all new. He went in to Subway and could you imagine! THEY HAD SWISS CHEESE. "OH SCHEIZE, I NEED TO TRY THIS" he thought to himself. He wasnt let down at all, the cheese was exactly as shitty as it is in his home country. Oli went out of Subway, pleased and full. After having a "nice" lunch, Oli wanted some snacks. He had been chewing chocolate since he was a small girl and had terrible cravings for some chocolate, even if it was made in Miami. He went in to Publix, found some Hershey milk chocolate, payed for it and then tried a bit, just a small bit. The expectations were super high, how was he gonna survive without chocolate since 70% of his diet was based on injecting chocolate in to his anus? He was scared, but he still took a small, small bit. It was amazing. Better then all the shit he had tried before. It was the lowest point of his life. Well, except right now. You wonder why huuh? Yeah well, he is at present time down 4-2 in Fifa matches against a humongous Swede.

They still say that Oli is in denial, not wanting to try different cheeses or chocolate. Maybe he feels better if he still believes that his swiss cheese is tasting better then russian cheese? But maybe that is for the better? Because, yeah you guys already know. He is down 4-2...