Beowulf
Grendal a huge,ugly, smelly (I am assuming) monster was sleeping in his home when.
He heards people having fun and because he was a monster he was having none of that.
And decided that the most effective way to end a party is by killing everyone at said party.
And so Grendal does so but these party dudes were actually the thanes of Hrothgar.
And being thanes they did not let a little thing like death kill the mood until it kept happeing for a couple of days.
So Hrothgar asks for help from none other than Beowulf who says, "Since this monster does not use weapons,"
(Here comes the bright idea folks) "I will not too!" and everyone rejoices except one of the thanes who says,
"I heard you lost a swimming race with one of your friends so how can we hope for a loser to kill something."
And Beowulf admits to losing which bums the people out until he tells them how he lose because he was too busy killing three sea monstes.
Which they all check on his Instgram and sees that he did that thing he said he did. So later that night while Beowulf was blogging about the trees.
Grendal came in and said "Guys I asked you all to just turn down the music I'm trying to sleep." then Beowulf walks up to him in slowmotion like all heros and says "Lets wrasle!!!"
Grendal is confused until Beowulf rips off his arm with sick wrasling moves and while Grendal runs away he looks up Beowulf's insta page and cries himself to death because Beowulf gave Hrothgar the arm as a trophy,
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