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[Tor_pedo]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named

Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because

he needs more muscle. You may
wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge
conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from
Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate
freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets
of cheese

and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[Skellimancer]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named

Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because

he needs more muscle. You may
wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge
conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from
Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate
freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets
of cheese

and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[Junedax]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named

Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because

he needs more muscle. You may
wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge
conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from
Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate
freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets
of cheese

and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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.

[Junedax]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named

Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because

he needs more muscle. You may
wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge
conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from
Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate
freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets
of cheese

and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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.

[Steel Moon]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named

Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because

he needs more muscle. You may
wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge
conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from
Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate
freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets
of cheese

and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[Tor_pedo]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named

Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because

he needs more muscle. You may
wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge
conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from
Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate
freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets
of cheese

and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[MerinTB]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser, 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 Collector Hive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very 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 red and fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[Junedax]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder
why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy
of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google
Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo
frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of
cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[MerinTB]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser, 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 Collector Hive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very 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 red and fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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!

Modifié par MerinTB, 14 janvier 2010 - 06:23 .

[Skellimancer]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder
why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy
of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google
Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo
frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of
cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[Junedax]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder
why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy
of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google
Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo
frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of
cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[Skellimancer]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder
why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy
of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google
Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo
frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of
cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[MerinTB]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder
why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy
of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google
Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo
frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of
cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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,

[Tor_pedo]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder
why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy
of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google
Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo
frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of
cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[Junedax]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder
why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy
of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google
Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo
frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of
cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[Tor_pedo]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google
then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which
resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people
because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and
turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder
why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy
of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google
Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo
frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of
cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[Eagle oo8i]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe

kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!

The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,

vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,

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 Collector Hive I

smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I

then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very

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 red and

fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying

like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating

a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was

damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google

then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which

resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people

because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and

turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder

why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy

of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google

Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo

frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of

cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[Moodath]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe



kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!



The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,



vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,



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 Collector Hive I



smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I



then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very



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 red and



fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying



like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating



a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was



damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Google



then took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which



resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people



because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and



turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder



why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy



of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google



Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo



frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of



cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[MerinTB]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON! The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts, vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser, 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 Collector Hive I smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very 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 red and fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson. Googlethen took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

Modifié par MerinTB, 15 janvier 2010 - 05:09 .

[Sa Seba]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson.
Googlethen took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER
which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village
people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight
and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may
wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge
conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from
Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate
freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets
of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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

[Junedax]

So once I found a treasure that contained a Golden Globe. The Globe
kicked my puppy to the acid pool where he mutated into a GIANT LEMON!
The lemon started squirting white stuff, which smelled like coconuts,
vodka and my husband's big infected pimples that are on his dresser,
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 Collector Hive I
smelled a large Krogan named Pencil who ate fish and chips. So I
then... Sat down and...I stole some cream pie recipes. They tasted very
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 red and
fruity....and kinda smelled like pickles. Then I felt like... crying
like I was masterbating, which I do whenever I see a giant panda eating
a pickle. Which reminds me, I missed my lemon-like puppy because it was
damn sexy just like Sue Johanson. I had sex with Sue Johanson.
Googlethen took Sue to the distant island near a MEGA COMBO BREAKER
which resulted in world wide panic. So Santa Claus joined Village
people because he saw an elf named Optimus Prime. Then he lost weight
and turned into Sinterklass because he needs more muscle. You may
wonder why this story makes so much sense, it's because of the huge
conspiracy of the donkeys that steal Mc Donalds cookies that come from
Google Island where fast food rules with an iron ass and a chocolate
freddo frog. Elephants denied conspiracies of Google kidnapping packets
of cheese and Sue Johanson. Then I went to kick Google'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