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[MOTpoetryION]

 So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled likecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on hisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that tasted very,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein the CollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest poison recipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well, sort of redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with SueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of thehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that comefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and achocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Googlekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.


Then Google kicked my fat, ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am I playing with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money to the green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to the bedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but the green leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse instead. After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb sandwich until suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a. Darth Vader a.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my mobile fun device. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended reality! Or so we thought, untill giant flying objects made driving dangerous in the space-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I turning into gay friendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop marshmellows? Because dysfunctional elves are writing this while i lubricate cherry pie apples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're frozen I will disintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I will kill hip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange orange octagons released episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously implanted silicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that when Zapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his underwear. Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an attempt to bring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body. However, this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe restart on second thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My water broke the four word change and my inability to follow simple directions. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who notice rules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens called the Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and stupid, ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or is it?


Yeah it is. "No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filled spongy thingy majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bump this thread so that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** on Sue Johanson. Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universe will give birth to Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate because they're long-winded gossipers and know wnere Elvise really died at.

Modifié par MOTpoetryION, 02 février 2010 - 11:49 .

[Steel Moon]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled likecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on hisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that tasted very,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein the CollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest poison recipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well, sort of redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with SueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of thehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that comefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and achocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Googlekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.


Then Google kicked my fat, ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am I playing with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money to the green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to the bedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but the green leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse instead. After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb sandwich until suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a. Darth Vader a.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my mobile fun device. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended reality! Or so we thought, untill giant flying objects made driving dangerous in the space-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I turning into gay friendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop marshmellows? Because dysfunctional elves are writing this while i lubricate cherry pie apples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're frozen I will disintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I will kill hip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange orange octagons released episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously implanted silicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that when Zapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his underwear. Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an attempt to bring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body. However, this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe restart on second thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My water broke the four word change and my inability to follow simple directions. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who notice rules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens called the Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and stupid, ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or is it?


Yeah it is. "No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filled spongy thingy majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bump this thread so that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** on Sue Johanson. Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universe will give birth to Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate because they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died at.  He was down

[Steel Moon]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled likecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on hisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that tasted very,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein the CollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest poison recipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well, sort of redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with SueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of thehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that comefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and achocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Googlekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.

Then Google kicked my fat, ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am I playing with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money to the green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to the bedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but the green leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse instead. After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb sandwich until suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a. Darth Vader a.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my mobile fun device. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended reality! Or so we thought, untill giant flying objects made driving dangerous in the space-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I turning into gay friendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop marshmellows? Because dysfunctional elves are writing this while i lubricate cherry pie apples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're frozen I will disintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I will kill hip-hop music DEAD!

Meanwhile, at Valve strange orange octagons released episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously implanted silicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that when Zapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his underwear. Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an attempt to bring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body. However, this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe restart on second thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My water broke the four word change and my inability to follow simple directions. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who notice rules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens called the Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and stupid, ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.

The End.

Or is it?

Yeah it is. "No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filled spongy thingy majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bump this thread so that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** on Sue Johanson. Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universe will give birth to Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate because they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died at.  He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds and soda

[Tyrax Lightning]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled likecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on hisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that tasted very,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein the CollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest poison recipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well, sort of redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with SueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of thehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that comefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and achocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Googlekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.

Then Google kicked my fat, ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am I playing with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money to the green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to the bedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but the green leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse instead. After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb sandwich until suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a. Darth Vader a.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my mobile fun device. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended reality! Or so we thought, untill giant flying objects made driving dangerous in the space-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I turning into gay friendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop marshmellows? Because dysfunctional elves are writing this while i lubricate cherry pie apples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're frozen I will disintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I will kill hip-hop music DEAD!

Meanwhile, at Valve strange orange octagons released episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously implanted silicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that when Zapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his underwear. Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an attempt to bring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body. However, this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe restart on second thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My water broke the four word change and my inability to follow simple directions. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who notice rules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens called the Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and stupid, ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.

The End.

Or is it?

Yeah it is. "No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filled spongy thingy majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bump this thread so that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** on Sue Johanson. Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universe will give birth to Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate because they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died at.  He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds and soda, suddenly, nothing happened

[bzombo]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The
Globekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a
GIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled
likecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on
hisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that tasted
very,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein the
CollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and
chips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They
tastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest poison
recipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well, sort
of redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt
like...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a
giant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like
puppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with
SueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA
COMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus
joinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he
lostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle.
Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of
thehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that
comefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and
achocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of
Googlekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to
kickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.

Then Google kicked my fat, ugly
cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am I
playing with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money to
the green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to the
bedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but the
green leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse instead.
After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb sandwich
until suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a. Darth Vader
a.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my mobile fun
device. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended reality! Or so
we thought, untill giant flying objects made driving dangerous in the
space-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I turning into gay
friendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop marshmellows? Because
dysfunctional elves are writing this while i lubricate cherry pie
apples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're frozen I will
disintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I will kill
hip-hop music DEAD!

Meanwhile, at Valve strange orange octagons
released episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously implanted
silicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that when
Zapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his underwear.
Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an attempt to
bring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body. However,
this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe restart on
second thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My water
broke the four word change and my inability to follow simple
directions. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who notice
rules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens called
the Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and stupid,
ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.

The End.

Or is it?

Yeah
it is. "No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filled
spongy thingy majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bump
this thread so that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** on
Sue Johanson. Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universe
will give birth to Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would
be unfortunate because they're long-winded gossipers and know where
Elvis really died at.  He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds and
soda, suddenly, nothing happened to his pants.

[Lotion Soronarr]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The
Globekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a
GIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled
likecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on
hisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that tasted
very,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein the
CollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and
chips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They
tastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest poison
recipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well, sort
of redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt
like...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a
giant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like
puppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with
SueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA
COMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus
joinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he
lostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle.
Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of
thehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that
comefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and
achocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of
Googlekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to
kickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.

Then Google kicked my fat, ugly
cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am I
playing with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money to
the green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to the
bedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but the
green leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse instead.
After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb sandwich
until suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a. Darth Vader
a.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my mobile fun
device. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended reality! Or so
we thought, untill giant flying objects made driving dangerous in the
space-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I turning into gay
friendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop marshmellows? Because
dysfunctional elves are writing this while i lubricate cherry pie
apples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're frozen I will
disintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I will kill
hip-hop music DEAD!

Meanwhile, at Valve strange orange octagons
released episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously implanted
silicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that when
Zapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his underwear.
Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an attempt to
bring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body. However,
this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe restart on
second thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My water
broke the four word change and my inability to follow simple
directions. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who notice
rules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens called
the Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and stupid,
ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.

The End.

Or is it?

Yeah
it is. "No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filled
spongy thingy majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bump
this thread so that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** on
Sue Johanson. Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universe
will give birth to Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would
be unfortunate because they're long-winded gossipers and know where
Elvis really died at. He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds and
soda, suddenly, nothing happened to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS

[Tyrax Lightning]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. TheGlobekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into aGIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelledlikecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are onhisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that tastedvery,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein theCollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish andchips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. Theytastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest poisonrecipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well, sortof redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I feltlike...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see agiant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-likepuppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex withSueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGACOMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa ClausjoinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then helostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle.Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because ofthehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies thatcomefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass andachocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies ofGooglekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went tokickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.


Then Google kicked my fat, ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am Iplaying with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money tothe green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to thebedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but thegreen leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse instead.After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb sandwichuntil suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a. Darth Vadera.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my mobile fundevice. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended reality! Or sowe thought, untill giant flying objects made driving dangerous in thespace-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I turning into gayfriendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop marshmellows? Becausedysfunctional elves are writing this while i lubricate cherry pieapples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're frozen I willdisintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I will killhip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange orange octagonsreleased episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously implantedsilicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that whenZapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his underwear.Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an attempt tobring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body. However,this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe restart onsecond thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My waterbroke the four word change and my inability to follow simpledirections. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who noticerules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens calledthe Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and stupid,ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or is it?


Yeah, it is.

"No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bumpthis thread so that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson. Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universewill give birth to Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate because they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died at. He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly, nothing happened to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's why you lock your door

[Giant ambush beetle]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. TheGlobekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into aGIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelledlikecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are onhisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that tastedvery,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein theCollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish andchips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. Theytastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest poisonrecipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well, sortof redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I feltlike...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see agiant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-likepuppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex withSueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGACOMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa ClausjoinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then helostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle.Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because ofthehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies thatcomefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass andachocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies ofGooglekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went tokickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.


Then Google kicked my fat, ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am Iplaying with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money tothe green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to thebedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but thegreen leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse instead.After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb sandwichuntil suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a. Darth Vadera.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my mobile fundevice. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended reality! Or sowe thought, untill giant flying objects made driving dangerous in thespace-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I turning into gayfriendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop marshmellows? Becausedysfunctional elves are writing this while i lubricate cherry pieapples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're frozen I willdisintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I will killhip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange orange octagonsreleased episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously implantedsilicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that whenZapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his underwear.Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an attempt tobring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body. However,this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe restart onsecond thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My waterbroke the four word change and my inability to follow simpledirections. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who noticerules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens calledthe Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and stupid,ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or is it?


Yeah, it is.

"No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bumpthis thread so that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson. Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universewill give birth to Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate because they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died at. He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly, nothing happened to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's why you lock your door, suddenly your buttocks
 

[Giant ambush beetle]

 So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. TheGlobekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into aGIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelledlikecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are onhisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that tastedvery,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein theCollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish andchips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. Theytastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest poisonrecipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well, sortof redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I feltlike...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see agiant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-likepuppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex withSueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGACOMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa ClausjoinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then helostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle.Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because ofthehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies thatcomefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass andachocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies ofGooglekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went tokickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.


Then Google kicked my fat, ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am Iplaying with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money tothe green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to thebedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but thegreen leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse instead.After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb sandwichuntil suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a. Darth Vadera.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my mobile fundevice. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended reality! Or sowe thought, untill giant flying objects made driving dangerous in thespace-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I turning into gayfriendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop marshmellows? Becausedysfunctional elves are writing this while i lubricate cherry pieapples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're frozen I willdisintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I will killhip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange orange octagonsreleased episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously implantedsilicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that whenZapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his underwear.Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an attempt tobring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body. However,this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe restart onsecond thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My waterbroke the four word change and my inability to follow simpledirections. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who noticerules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens calledthe Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and stupid,ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or is it?


Yeah, it is.

"No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bumpthis thread so that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson. Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universewill give birth to Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate because they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died at. He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly, nothing happened to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's why you lock your door, suddenly your buttocks are pinched by Chuck ,rivers of blood

[Steel Moon]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. TheGlobekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into aGIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelledlikecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are onhisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that tastedvery,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein theCollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish andchips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. Theytastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest poisonrecipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well, sortof redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I feltlike...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see agiant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-likepuppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex withSueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGACOMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa ClausjoinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then helostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle.Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because ofthehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies thatcomefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass andachocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies ofGooglekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went tokickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.


Then Google kicked my fat, ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am Iplaying with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money tothe green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to thebedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but thegreen leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse instead.After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb sandwichuntil suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a. Darth Vadera.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my mobile fundevice. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended reality! Or sowe thought, untill giant flying objects made driving dangerous in thespace-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I turning into gayfriendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop marshmellows? Becausedysfunctional elves are writing this while i lubricate cherry pieapples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're frozen I willdisintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I will killhip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange orange octagonsreleased episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously implantedsilicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that whenZapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his underwear.Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an attempt tobring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body. However,this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe restart onsecond thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My waterbroke the four word change and my inability to follow simpledirections. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who noticerules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens calledthe Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and stupid,ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or is it?


Yeah, it is.

"No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bumpthis thread so that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson. Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universewill give birth to Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate because they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died at. He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly, nothing happened to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's why you lock your door, suddenly your buttocks are pinched by Chuck, rivers of blood come out because of the ruptured hemorrhoids.

[OMG prt-scr]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe.
TheGlobekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into
aGIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which
smelledlikecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that
are onhisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that
tastedvery,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein
theCollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish
andchips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes.
Theytastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest
poisonrecipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well,
sortof redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I
feltlike...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see
agiant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my
lemon-likepuppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had
sex withSueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a
MEGACOMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa
ClausjoinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime.
Then helostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more
muscle.Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because
ofthehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies
thatcomefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass
andachocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies
ofGooglekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went
tokickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.


Then Google kicked my fat,
ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am
Iplaying with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money
tothe green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to
thebedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but
thegreen leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse
instead.After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb
sandwichuntil suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a.
Darth Vadera.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my
mobile fundevice. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended
reality! Or sowe thought, untill giant flying objects made driving
dangerous in thespace-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I
turning into gayfriendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop
marshmellows? Becausedysfunctional elves are writing this while i
lubricate cherry pieapples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're
frozen I willdisintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I
will killhip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange
orange octagonsreleased episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously
implantedsilicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that
whenZapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his
underwear.Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an
attempt tobring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body.
However,this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe
restart onsecond thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My
waterbroke the four word change and my inability to follow
simpledirections. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who
noticerules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens
calledthe Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and
stupid,ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or is it?


Yeah, it is.

"No,
just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy
majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bumpthis thread so
that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson.
Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universewill give birth to
Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate
because they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died
at. He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly,
nothing happened to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's
why you lock your door, suddenly your buttocks are pinched by
Chuck, rivers of blood come out because of the ruptured hemorrhoids. ../../../images/forum/emoticons/sick.png The blood suddenly

[Tyrax Lightning]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe.
TheGlobekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into
aGIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which
smelledlikecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that
are onhisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that
tastedvery,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein
theCollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish
andchips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes.
Theytastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest
poisonrecipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well,
sortof redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I
feltlike...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see
agiant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my
lemon-likepuppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had
sex withSueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a
MEGACOMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa
ClausjoinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime.
Then helostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more
muscle.Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because
ofthehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies
thatcomefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass
andachocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies
ofGooglekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went
tokickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.


Then Google kicked my fat,
ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am
Iplaying with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money
tothe green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to
thebedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but
thegreen leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse
instead.After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb
sandwichuntil suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a.
Darth Vadera.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my
mobile fundevice. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended
reality! Or sowe thought, untill giant flying objects made driving
dangerous in thespace-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I
turning into gayfriendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop
marshmellows? Becausedysfunctional elves are writing this while i
lubricate cherry pieapples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're
frozen I willdisintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I
will killhip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange
orange octagonsreleased episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously
implantedsilicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that
whenZapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his
underwear.Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an
attempt tobring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body.
However,this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe
restart onsecond thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My
waterbroke the four word change and my inability to follow
simpledirections. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who
noticerules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens
calledthe Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and
stupid,ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or is it?


Yeah, it is.

"No,
just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy
majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bumpthis thread so
that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson.
Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universewill give birth to
Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate
because they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died
at. He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly,
nothing happened to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's
why you lock your door, suddenly your buttocks are pinched by
Chuck, rivers of blood come out because of the ruptured hemorrhoids. ../../../images/forum/emoticons/sick.png The blood suddenly became chin-fists o'fury!

[Tyrax Lightning]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe.
TheGlobekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into
aGIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which
smelledlikecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that
are onhisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that
tastedvery,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein
theCollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish
andchips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes.
Theytastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest
poisonrecipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well,
sortof redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I
feltlike...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see
agiant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my
lemon-likepuppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had
sex withSueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a
MEGACOMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa
ClausjoinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime.
Then helostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more
muscle.Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because
ofthehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies
thatcomefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass
andachocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies
ofGooglekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went
tokickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.


Then Google kicked my fat,
ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am
Iplaying with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money
tothe green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to
thebedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but
thegreen leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse
instead.After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb
sandwichuntil suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a.
Darth Vadera.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my
mobile fundevice. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended
reality! Or sowe thought, untill giant flying objects made driving
dangerous in thespace-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I
turning into gayfriendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop
marshmellows? Becausedysfunctional elves are writing this while i
lubricate cherry pieapples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're
frozen I willdisintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I
will killhip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange
orange octagonsreleased episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously
implantedsilicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that
whenZapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his
underwear.Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an
attempt tobring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body.
However,this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe
restart onsecond thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My
waterbroke the four word change and my inability to follow
simpledirections. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who
noticerules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens
calledthe Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and
stupid,ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or is it?


Yeah, it is.

"No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy
majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bumpthis thread so
that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson.
Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universewill give birth to
Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate
because they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died
at. He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly,
nothing happened to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's
why you lock your door, suddenly your buttocks are pinched by Chuck, rivers of blood come out because of the ruptured hemorrhoids. ../../../images/forum/emoticons/sick.png The blood suddenly became chin-fists o'fury! Then you'll become very squeamish & giddy with

[Fragtallity]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe.
TheGlobekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into
aGIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which
smelledlikecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that
are onhisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that
tastedvery,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein
theCollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish
andchips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes.
Theytastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest
poisonrecipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well,
sortof redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I
feltlike...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see
agiant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my
lemon-likepuppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had
sex withSueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a
MEGACOMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa
ClausjoinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime.
Then helostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more
muscle.Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because
ofthehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies
thatcomefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass
andachocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies
ofGooglekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went
tokickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.


Then Google kicked my fat,
ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am
Iplaying with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money
tothe green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to
thebedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but
thegreen leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse
instead.After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb
sandwichuntil suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a.
Darth Vadera.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my
mobile fundevice. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended
reality! Or sowe thought, untill giant flying objects made driving
dangerous in thespace-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I
turning into gayfriendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop
marshmellows? Becausedysfunctional elves are writing this while i
lubricate cherry pieapples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're
frozen I willdisintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I
will killhip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange
orange octagonsreleased episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously
implantedsilicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that
whenZapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his
underwear.Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an
attempt tobring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body.
However,this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe
restart onsecond thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My
waterbroke the four word change and my inability to follow
simpledirections. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who
noticerules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens
calledthe Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and
stupid,ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or is it?


Yeah, it is.

"No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy
majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bumpthis thread so
that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson.
Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universewill give birth to
Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate
because they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died
at. He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly,
nothing happened to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's
why you lock your door, suddenly your buttocks are pinched by Chuck, rivers of blood come out because of the ruptured hemorrhoids. ../../../images/forum/emoticons/sick.png The blood suddenly became chin-fists o'fury! Then you'll become very squeamesh & giddy with a feeling of

[Racoonthief]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe.
TheGlobekicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into
aGIANTLEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which
smelledlikecoconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that
are onhisdresser, because he ate too much of his dog's cheese that
tastedvery,very, spicy. Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein
theCollectorHive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish
andchips. SoI then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes.
Theytastedvery much like my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest
poisonrecipe.Then I found something starting with a, which was... well,
sortof redand fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I
feltlike...crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see
agiant pandaeating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my
lemon-likepuppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had
sex withSueJohanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a
MEGACOMBOBREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa
ClausjoinedVillage people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime.
Then helostweight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more
muscle.Youmay wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because
ofthehuge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies
thatcomefrom Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass
andachocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies
ofGooglekidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went
tokickGoogle's fat, ugly butt.


Then Google kicked my fat,
ugly cat. I yelled, "Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am
Iplaying with tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money
tothe green leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to
thebedroom because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but
thegreen leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse
instead.After that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb
sandwichuntil suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a.
Darth Vadera.k.a Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my
mobile fundevice. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended
reality! Or sowe thought, untill giant flying objects made driving
dangerous in thespace-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I
turning into gayfriendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop
marshmellows? Becausedysfunctional elves are writing this while i
lubricate cherry pieapples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're
frozen I willdisintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I
will killhip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange
orange octagonsreleased episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously
implantedsilicone in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that
whenZapp Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his
underwear.Unfortunately, George Lucas destroyed those implants in an
attempt tobring meatloaf back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body.
However,this story's tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe
restart onsecond thought, let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My
waterbroke the four word change and my inability to follow
simpledirections. Meanwhile in another region devoid of people who
noticerules, there lives purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens
calledthe Periwinkle ******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and
stupid,ill-mannered, narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or is it?


Yeah, it is.

"No, just kidding!" ejaculated the infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy
majig. It was the only the Periwinkle ****** that bumpthis thread so
that the carrots eat the ferrets and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson.
Google joined with Sinterklass otherwise the universewill give birth to
Mauve Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate
because they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died
at. He was down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly,
nothing happened to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's
why you lock your door, suddenly your buttocks are pinched by Chuck, rivers of blood come out because of the ruptured hemorrhoids.  The blood suddenly became chin-fists o'fury! Then you'll become very squeamesh & giddy with a feeling of Chuckness inside you. But you decided that

[Tyrax Lightning]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe.
TheGlobekicked
my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into
aGIANTLEMON! The
lemon started squirting white stuff, which
smelledlikecoconuts, vodka
and my husband's big infected pimples that
are onhisdresser, because
he ate too much of his dog's cheese that
tastedvery,very, spicy.
Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein
theCollectorHive I smelled a
large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish
andchips. SoI then... Sat
down and...I stole some cream pie recipes.
Theytastedvery much like
my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest
poisonrecipe.Then I found
something starting with a, which was... well,
sortof redand
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I
feltlike...crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see
agiant pandaeating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my
lemon-likepuppy because it
was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had
sex withSueJohanson.
Google then took Sue to the distant island near a
MEGACOMBOBREAKER
which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa
ClausjoinedVillage
people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime.
Then helostweight
and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more
muscle.Youmay
wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because
ofthehuge
conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies
thatcomefrom
Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass
andachocolate
freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies
ofGooglekidnapping packets
of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went
tokickGoogle's fat, ugly
butt.


Then Google kicked my fat,
ugly cat. I yelled,
"Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am
Iplaying with
tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money
tothe green
leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to
thebedroom
because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but
thegreen
leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse
instead.After
that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb
sandwichuntil
suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a.
Darth Vadera.k.a
Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my
mobile
fundevice. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended
reality! Or
sowe thought, untill giant flying objects made driving
dangerous in
thespace-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I
turning into
gayfriendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop
marshmellows?
Becausedysfunctional elves are writing this while i
lubricate cherry
pieapples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're
frozen I
willdisintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I
will
killhip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange
orange
octagonsreleased episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously
implantedsilicone
in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that
whenZapp
Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his
underwear.Unfortunately,
George Lucas destroyed those implants in an
attempt tobring meatloaf
back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body.
However,this story's
tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe
restart onsecond thought,
let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My
waterbroke the four
word change and my inability to follow
simpledirections. Meanwhile in
another region devoid of people who
noticerules, there lives
purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens
calledthe Periwinkle
******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and
stupid,ill-mannered,
narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or
is it?


Yeah, it is.

"No, just kidding!" ejaculated
the infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy
majig. It was the only the
Periwinkle ****** that bumpthis thread so
that the carrots eat the
ferrets and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson.
Google joined with
Sinterklass otherwise the universewill give birth to
Mauve
Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate
because
they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died
at. He
was down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly,
nothing
happened to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's
why you
lock your door, suddenly your buttocks are pinched by Chuck, rivers of
blood come out because of the ruptured hemorrhoids. ../../../images/forum/emoticons/sick.png The blood suddenly became chin-fists o'fury! Then
you'll become very squeamesh & giddy with a feeling of Chuckness
inside you. But you decided that Chuckness equals Woodchuckness, so

(What the bloody (BLEEP) does the Text Code think it's doing!!? Why did it do this!!?)

Modifié par Tyrax Lightning, 09 février 2010 - 06:19 .

[Racoonthief]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe.
TheGlobekicked
my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into
aGIANTLEMON! The
lemon started squirting white stuff, which
smelledlikecoconuts, vodka
and my husband's big infected pimples that
are onhisdresser, because
he ate too much of his dog's cheese that
tastedvery,very, spicy.
Then one day I wanted a new life, wherein
theCollectorHive I smelled a
large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish
andchips. SoI then... Sat
down and...I stole some cream pie recipes.
Theytastedvery much like
my pink lacy thong and my mother's latest
poisonrecipe.Then I found
something starting with a, which was... well,
sortof redand
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I
feltlike...crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see
agiant pandaeating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my
lemon-likepuppy because it
was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had
sex withSueJohanson.
Google then took Sue to the distant island near a
MEGACOMBOBREAKER
which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa
ClausjoinedVillage
people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime.
Then helostweight
and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more
muscle.Youmay
wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because
ofthehuge
conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies
thatcomefrom
Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass
andachocolate
freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies
ofGooglekidnapping packets
of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went
tokickGoogle's fat, ugly
butt.


Then Google kicked my fat,
ugly cat. I yelled,
"Wheres my watermelon?!", so I thought, What am
Iplaying with
tonight, then I remembered that the monkey owed money
tothe green
leprechauns because he stole their mother and took her to
thebedroom
because she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but
thegreen
leprechauns, friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse
instead.After
that, I squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb
sandwichuntil
suddenly, Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a.
Darth Vadera.k.a
Santa Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my
mobile
fundevice. But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended
reality! Or
sowe thought, untill giant flying objects made driving
dangerous in
thespace-time continuum.....how the hell... Why am I
turning into
gayfriendly neighborhoods, where kittens poop
marshmellows?
Becausedysfunctional elves are writing this while i
lubricate cherry
pieapples to shove deep under the snow. Once they're
frozen I
willdisintegrate all the world's natural resources, then I
will
killhip-hop music DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange
orange
octagonsreleased episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously
implantedsilicone
in place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that
whenZapp
Brannigan starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his
underwear.Unfortunately,
George Lucas destroyed those implants in an
attempt tobring meatloaf
back to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body.
However,this story's
tl:dr'd so I suppose I should bump or maybe
restart onsecond thought,
let's have four words: No way! Keep going! My
waterbroke the four
word change and my inability to follow
simpledirections. Meanwhile in
another region devoid of people who
noticerules, there lives
purplish blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens
calledthe Periwinkle
******. Ardent practioners of solipsism and
stupid,ill-mannered,
narrow-minded yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or
is it?


Yeah, it is.

"No, just kidding!" ejaculated
the infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy
majig. It was the only the
Periwinkle ****** that bumpthis thread so
that the carrots eat the
ferrets and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson.
Google joined with
Sinterklass otherwise the universewill give birth to
Mauve
Ectoplasmic Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate
because
they're long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died
at. He
was down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly,
nothing
happened to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's
why you
lock your door, suddenly your buttocks are pinched by Chuck, rivers of
blood come out because of the ruptured hemorrhoids.  The blood suddenly became chin-fists o'fury! Then
you'll become very squeamesh & giddy with a feeling of Chuckness
inside you. But you decided that Chuckness equals Woodchuckness, so you enjoyed it

[Tyrax Lightning]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe.
TheGlobekicked
my
puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into
aGIANTLEMON! The
lemon
started squirting white stuff, which
smelledlikecoconuts, vodka
and
my husband's big infected pimples that
are onhisdresser, because
he
ate too much of his dog's cheese that
tastedvery,very, spicy.
Then
one day I wanted a new life, wherein
theCollectorHive I smelled a
large
Krogan named Pencil who ate fish
andchips. SoI then... Sat
down
and...I stole some cream pie recipes.
Theytastedvery much like
my
pink lacy thong and my mother's latest
poisonrecipe.Then I found
something
starting with a, which was... well,
sortof redand
fruity....and
kinda smelled like pickles. Then I
feltlike...crying
like I was
masterbating, which I do whenever I see
agiant pandaeating
a
pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my
lemon-likepuppy because it
was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had
sex withSueJohanson.
Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a
MEGACOMBOBREAKER
which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa
ClausjoinedVillage
people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime.
Then helostweight
and
turned into Sinterklass because he needs more
muscle.Youmay
wonder
why this story makes so much sense, it's because
ofthehuge
conspiracy
of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies
thatcomefrom
Google
Island where fast food rules with an iron ass
andachocolate
freddo
frog. Elephants denied conspiracies
ofGooglekidnapping packets
of
cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went
tokickGoogle's fat, ugly
butt.


Then
Google kicked my fat,
ugly cat. I yelled,
"Wheres my
watermelon?!", so I thought, What am
Iplaying with
tonight, then I
remembered that the monkey owed money
tothe green
leprechauns
because he stole their mother and took her to
thebedroom
because
she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but
thegreen
leprechauns,
friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse
instead.After
that, I
squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb
sandwichuntil
suddenly,
Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a.
Darth Vadera.k.a
Santa
Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my
mobile
fundevice.
But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended
reality! Or
sowe
thought, untill giant flying objects made driving
dangerous in
thespace-time
continuum.....how the hell... Why am I
turning into
gayfriendly
neighborhoods, where kittens poop
marshmellows?
Becausedysfunctional
elves are writing this while i
lubricate cherry
pieapples to
shove deep under the snow. Once they're
frozen I
willdisintegrate
all the world's natural resources, then I
will
killhip-hop music
DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange
orange
octagonsreleased
episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously
implantedsilicone
in
place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that
whenZapp
Brannigan
starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his
underwear.Unfortunately,
George
Lucas destroyed those implants in an
attempt tobring meatloaf
back
to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body.
However,this story's
tl:dr'd
so I suppose I should bump or maybe
restart onsecond thought,
let's
have four words: No way! Keep going! My
waterbroke the four
word
change and my inability to follow
simpledirections. Meanwhile in
another
region devoid of people who
noticerules, there lives
purplish
blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens
calledthe Periwinkle
******.
Ardent practioners of solipsism and
stupid,ill-mannered,
narrow-minded
yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or
is
it?


Yeah, it is.

"No, just kidding!" ejaculated
the
infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy
majig. It was the only the
Periwinkle
****** that bumpthis thread so
that the carrots eat the
ferrets
and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson.
Google joined with
Sinterklass
otherwise the universewill give birth to
Mauve
Ectoplasmic
Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate
because
they're
long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died
at. He
was
down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly,
nothing
happened
to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's
why you
lock
your door, suddenly your buttocks are pinched by Chuck, rivers of
blood
come out because of the ruptured hemorrhoids. ../../../images/forum/emoticons/sick.png The blood suddenly became chin-fists o'fury! Then
you'll
become very squeamesh & giddy with a feeling of Chuckness
inside
you. But you decided that Chuckness equals Woodchuckness, so you enjoyed it till the face turned

(Edit: & there it goes again. What the buggers is the code doing???)

Modifié par Tyrax Lightning, 10 février 2010 - 07:11 .

[Racoonthief]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe.
TheGlobekicked
my
puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into
aGIANTLEMON! The
lemon
started squirting white stuff, which
smelledlikecoconuts, vodka
and
my husband's big infected pimples that
are onhisdresser, because
he
ate too much of his dog's cheese that
tastedvery,very, spicy.
Then
one day I wanted a new life, wherein
theCollectorHive I smelled a
large
Krogan named Pencil who ate fish
andchips. SoI then... Sat
down
and...I stole some cream pie recipes.
Theytastedvery much like
my
pink lacy thong and my mother's latest
poisonrecipe.Then I found
something
starting with a, which was... well,
sortof redand
fruity....and
kinda smelled like pickles. Then I
feltlike...crying
like I was
masterbating, which I do whenever I see
agiant pandaeating
a
pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my
lemon-likepuppy because it
was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had
sex withSueJohanson.
Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a
MEGACOMBOBREAKER
which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa
ClausjoinedVillage
people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime.
Then helostweight
and
turned into Sinterklass because he needs more
muscle.Youmay
wonder
why this story makes so much sense, it's because
ofthehuge
conspiracy
of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies
thatcomefrom
Google
Island where fast food rules with an iron ass
andachocolate
freddo
frog. Elephants denied conspiracies
ofGooglekidnapping packets
of
cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went
tokickGoogle's fat, ugly
butt.


Then
Google kicked my fat,
ugly cat. I yelled,
"Wheres my
watermelon?!", so I thought, What am
Iplaying with
tonight, then I
remembered that the monkey owed money
tothe green
leprechauns
because he stole their mother and took her to
thebedroom
because
she always hid Banana Bombs from Hugh Heffner, but
thegreen
leprechauns,
friends of Heffner, wanted intercourse
instead.After
that, I
squirted mayonaise on jennamarae's low-carb
sandwichuntil
suddenly,
Sinterklass a.k.a. Tor Pedo stormed a.k.a.
Darth Vadera.k.a
Santa
Claus, stole my pink unicycle's saddle a.k.a. my
mobile
fundevice.
But Sue Johanson escaped from Google and ended
reality! Or
sowe
thought, untill giant flying objects made driving
dangerous in
thespace-time
continuum.....how the hell... Why am I
turning into
gayfriendly
neighborhoods, where kittens poop
marshmellows?
Becausedysfunctional
elves are writing this while i
lubricate cherry
pieapples to
shove deep under the snow. Once they're
frozen I
willdisintegrate
all the world's natural resources, then I
will
killhip-hop music
DEAD!


Meanwhile, at Valve strange
orange
octagonsreleased
episode 3. Author George Lucas, suspiciously
implantedsilicone
in
place of watermelon flavoured pimp drinks, so that
whenZapp
Brannigan
starts chopping basil he'll find Kip in his
underwear.Unfortunately,
George
Lucas destroyed those implants in an
attempt tobring meatloaf
back
to life using Kurt Cobain's dead body.
However,this story's
tl:dr'd
so I suppose I should bump or maybe
restart onsecond thought,
let's
have four words: No way! Keep going! My
waterbroke the four
word
change and my inability to follow
simpledirections. Meanwhile in
another
region devoid of people who
noticerules, there lives
purplish
blue, ten-foot tall, feline aliens
calledthe Periwinkle
******.
Ardent practioners of solipsism and
stupid,ill-mannered,
narrow-minded
yappers, that hate pink clothes.


The End.


Or
is
it?


Yeah, it is.

"No, just kidding!" ejaculated
the
infuriated, blood filledspongy thingy
majig. It was the only the
Periwinkle
****** that bumpthis thread so
that the carrots eat the
ferrets
and the clerics ****** onSue Johanson.
Google joined with
Sinterklass
otherwise the universewill give birth to
Mauve
Ectoplasmic
Sponge Lifeforms! And that would be unfortunate
because
they're
long-winded gossipers and know where Elvis really died
at. He
was
down on his soffa eating pork rinds andsoda, suddenly,
nothing
happened
to his pants, cause CHUCK NORRIS killed him. That's
why you
lock
your door, suddenly your buttocks are pinched by Chuck, rivers of
blood
come out because of the ruptured hemorrhoids. ../../../images/forum/emoticons/sick.png The blood suddenly became chin-fists o'fury! Then
you'll
become very squeamesh & giddy with a feeling of Chuckness
inside
you. But you decided that Chuckness equals Woodchuckness, so you enjoyed it till the face turned pale green then

Modifié par Racoonthief, 11 février 2010 - 06:58 .