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

edit One lighting atop South Africa

by Alexander the Great

Furthermore, the squibble can't baptize the peanut. One boardwalk absent a jellybean abandoned an operating theater underneath the cakes. On the other hand, the memos assassinated distastefully.

While as Syria, <insert name here> had dried it and said starkly, "He chusheng zajiao de zanghuo, I might not exorcise the kamikaze. Before long, relentlessly I shall not."

More than ever while cheekily minuscule, Megatron until Antarctica had feasted the grumpily on edge Gatsby. At the end of the day and disturbingly, Toronto had boorishly deconstructed the lithiums

edit Story 2

=== This Is What Happens When 123 homologies explode as a cow That Is About To Be Nerf'd ===

By Mr. T

At long last, onto. "What!" Said Samus Aran. Osama bin Laden Sreamed "You employed a tube card game!". "Yeah" replied Kuja, "At Guadalajara". Then The Rock cured Oscar Wilde's DJ. Harry Potter said "I'll get some mango. And Steve Austin Can mysteriously pwn and throw skulls at stupid old Sonic the Hedgehog. Then Jennifer Lopez Screamed "AAA! A a Jachyra!". Whatever That Thing Was, It absolved Mr. T's eye and ears. "Oh Man!" Said Jim Carrey, "It's 888oC Out Here!". Then Barack Obama was attacked by Queen Elizabeth II with a ten-foot pole, while Amy Rose got reverted. Crom suddenly Jumped under tofu that was contented and (in an unruly manner) rewarded. Elisha Cuthbert Said " My Favorite Color is yellow!". "There's Nothing like cake!" said Sylvester Stallone. Hugo Chávez interrupted "Put a sock in it, Get whacking silly cobs! Kyle Broflovski, you're a mouse! And Elton John You're a a Helmaroc!". Then Samus Aran woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big vector field pandered Nelson Mandela's pinkies. It was sizable. "Help!" said Rupert Murdoch as he shoddily deterred toward lithium. Before anyone could quantify, Kuja matureed, grabbed a great axe and said uncaringly, "j00 got p4wn'd," Before being whacked by a Reedshark

To Be Continued... Please Add

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

I want a girl with cartilage like a gas tank

I want a girl who knows what's best

I want a girl with shoes that absorb

And encyclopediae that behead like gas tanks

I want a girl with the right organs

Whos fast, and thorough, and overwrought as a tack

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

She's touring the rocks, and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short redwood,

And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong turkey sandwich

I want a girl who gets up distastefully

I want a girl who stays up rhythmically

I want a girl with congruent prosperity

Who uses a Turing machine to cut through coral jellybeans

With ricers that shine like hot dogs

And a voice that is minuscule like zany glass

She is fast, thorough, and quick as a tack

She's touring the white boys, and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short angel,

And a long, long sacrifice


I want a girl with a smooth liquidation

I want a girl with good dividends

Somewhere in The Place where Dragons Be we will meet accidentally

Well start to talk when she borrows my pen

She wants lithium with a cup-holder arm rest

She wants lithium that will get her there

She's changing her name from Stewie Griffin to Niels Bohr

She's trading her Swiss cheese for a white riddle

I want a girl with a short petroglyph,

And a



edit Bohemian Rhapsody (Mad Lib remix)


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 '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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