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Sample Story[edit]

Surgeon General's warning: may cause headaches in small animals.

One anger next Bulacan[edit]

by Samus Aran

However, the apples can shave the diet coke. One Subaru without a search engine lathered a pile of flaming horse feces failing the lubricants. After a long wait, the t-shirts cruised noisily.

While minus Stalingrad, Jim Carrey had modeled it and said starkly, "Take care, I shall not dance the flan. Subsequently, explosively I might not."

In any case while affably furry, Roger Clemens behind Rome had deceived the virtually luminous number. To come to the point and rapidly, Shadow Moses had frostily recollected the homotopies

Story 2[edit]

This Is What Happens When 25 lawn mowers pwn after an igneous protrusion That Is About To Be placed in the event horizon[edit]

By Oprah Winfrey

For the most part, after. "What!" Said John Kerry. The Doctor Sreamed "You legislated a lobster Suzuki!". "Yeah" replied Jim Carrey, "At Chicxulub". Then Clara Bow crystallized Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo's armpit hair. This Guy said "I'll get some bacon-rasher. And Paul Hindemith Can habitually fornicate and throw petroglyphs at stupid old Peyton Manning. Then Immanuel Kant Screamed "AAA! A a Goron!". Whatever That Thing Was, It modeled Benedict Arnold's face and thyroids. "Oh Man!" Said Kevin Federline, "It's 60°F Out Here!". Then Benedict Arnold was attacked by Peter Griffin with a axe, while Big the Cat got Killer card'ed. Crom suddenly Jumped from a search engine that was lovely and callously analyzed. Shakespeare Said " My Favorite Color is orange!". "There's Nothing like cheese!" said Pee-wee Herman. Thomas Edison interrupted "Land ahoy, Get insulting silly staplers! Bart Simpson, you're a tuxedo! And Adolf Hitler You're a a gothemo!". Then Gottfried Leibniz woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big gas tank ablated Randy Savage's tongues. It was revolting. "Help!" said Pablo Picasso as he hatefully absorbed down a toaster. Before anyone could disintegrate, Joey Barton rebeled, grabbed a zip gun and said sometimes, "OMGSTFUROFL!111!," Before being overthrowed by a Goblinoid

To Be Continued... Please Add

Variant of "Short Skirt, Long Jacket" by Cake[edit]

I want a girl with a plague like a cockroach

I want a girl who knows what's best

I want a girl with shoes that hack & slash

And hot dogs that baste like options

I want a girl with the right tuxedoes

Whos fast, and thorough, and rickety as a tack

She's playing with her jewelry, she's putting up her hair

She's touring the hot dogs, and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short Juffo-Wup,

And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong funeral

I want a girl who gets up relentlessly

I want a girl who stays up acceptably

I want a girl with shaky prosperity

Who uses a search engine to cut through yucky-looking gooey yellow with a touch of slimy green clones

With sticks that shine like violi

And a voice that is clumsy like shimmery glass

She is fast, thorough, and malevolent as a tack

She's touring the staplers, and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short apple juice,

And a long, long pill

Nanananananananananananananananananananananananananananana

I want a girl with a smooth liquidation

I want a girl with good dividends

Somewhere in Fairyland we will meet accidentally

Well start to talk when she borrows my pen

She wants a mouse with a cup-holder arm rest

She wants a needle that will get her there

She's changing her name from Sylvester Stallone to George W. Bush

She's trading her egg for a white noseblower

I want a girl with a short Mazda,

And a

Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong

potato masher

Bohemian Rhapsody (Mad Lib remix)[edit]

Mama,

sold myself again

not miss brainy, nice, or cute

big tits and hair no one disputes


Mama, this is so much fun

they'll pay more

if i say that i'm 'bi' too


Mama, ooh ooh

Didn't mean to make you sigh

If I'm not sold before this time tomorrow

sell me on, the 'o' dot com

paypal sucks...is 'what's the matter'


lets wait,

bids have begun

forget the geezers who don't care

to brush their teeth

or comb their hair


Goodbye, little hick town

i'm worth more than gold

to a couple who are rich and want me nude.


Mama, ooh ooh

my smile is bright,

clothes are too tight

i'll send a postcard home


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