As i was hammering the
cerebral bore, i kept on thinking to what the answer to the riddle was...
Meanwhile Mattay was jumping around me yelling the answer. Gosh, of all the plane crash, it had to be one with a brit... No way he knew the answer! No way!
"Wait guys! I think i know the real answer!"
I've let the metal cool off in the water as i rushed toward Thomas and whispered the answer to his ear. He thought a second and went back to the village without leaving me an answer. I pray it was the right one.
And as i walked back to the blacksmith room (made of coconuts), Mattay looked back at me.
"Well what did you say?"
"Oh i said it was his son"
"But that's what i told you!"
"What? No! You said it was his"Tyke" What the f*** does "Tyke" even mean?"
"IT'S BRITISH FOR SON!"
"Yeah well, here we speak U.S.A buddy!"
"Well you're french..."
"Yea... well SHUT UP! Go shag a woman or whatever you people say!"
"Righto!" *draws woman on sand and starts humping her*
"...I think we're all going nuts... Am i right, Hammy the talking hammer?"
"Yup! 'Cept for you and me, Lien ol'boy!"
"I love you hammy!
"
As i hammered down the drill with Hammy and a happy face, something came to my mind: "Wait, how the F*** does Thomas know what a photo is!"
Well, just send the answer, i hope it's right. I remembered my mother telling me that and Mattay PM me the same answer. Hopefully i think that was the same one. Also, who wants my weapon?