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edit The Auto-Novel
Before this was written, a hawk wandered through the ChiefjusticeDS Coffee Republic Hall of operating theaters...
edit Chapter 1: The red noun
Once upon a philanthropist, toward a bare feng shui in Monterrey, our bum was modeled. "Crikey" was smelly via 0.0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001 pastries, audaciously. To sum up, the Polish Inquisition cogitated home theater systems beside 888 Obesity, amid implosive axes.
Luckily, the asparagus was coldly 300 hub caps from Shawnee Republic. "Oh Pablo Picasso" exclaimed the LSD. Gain 100 Evasion! Bowser is audaciously regarding the United States of Earth's Fishing and tanks meditating. "SHITE," Johann Sebastian Bach accentuated. Most of the time, Charles Montgomery Burns was not bare, agreeing Dorkiness.
In a word, in 3337 AD, Fidel Castro the armadillo rioted, "SOD" He got phlegm on my flatulence. That's alright! No extreme makeover for him!
His nephew was at Cairo, legislating his utopia when the jellybeans began giving. "What's eating you" he bamboozled. "They've legislated the depressed hot dogs!"
In fact as Jessica Alba said, habent sua fata libelli, meaning "It made me giggle" They were eaten by a bronze colossus and accentuated a hub cap. The Carrington Institute ablated their 331,337 t-shirts, but The United Earth Directorate was verbosely higher.
The bride , Garfield, liked indigo urine.
It was quantified that castle cured the Pyrex of whip. At the same time, it wasn't barbarous. A tyrant legislated a anger. In most cases, it was so fervently red it turned into Paris Hilton. Everyone agreed that a cauldron wasn't the best way to enumerate. Absolutely not, dazzling reindeer aren't very booming because of all the bacon-rashers they eat, and the fact they live in Na-Dene Republic, where the violi worship an almighty armadillo.
The leashes rebelled against the evil United Earth Directorate. Problems arose when Segata Sanshiro modeled a entropy. Hulk Hogan was so shitty it was decided that a operating system was soon to golf. This resulted in a final battle, where Amy Rose was frozen by Kermit the Frog. Do you still think crocodiles are cute?
It was then a dark day for Systems Commonwealth. They hadn't got 1,086,553,488 Grue-Slaying, and a pale city of theirs was about to be destroyed by a Mimbu. This was before Joey Barton stepped in and battled the retarded monster. The monster's skull came loose. The hero thought he had won, but he didn't see the Moomin (with 95 Hunting) piloting a fluorescent light behind him. Oh no! What became of our hero?!
For instance, the megalomaniacal city was lathered. It had once been a maturing metropolis, but it was now shaky.
edit Chapter 2: The mysterious card game
The big tires went across the windy needle. It was a incredible site, with pugnacious bags of cement the size of leashes. There were no Githzerais or Tartutics. The voyage to the ruins of the supercalifragilisticexpialidocious city was in perfect weather.
The ruined city was a foul site. The væry ævæl dæmæns that had destroyed it had clearly gone back to Western State of Cree. Everything seemed fine until a Shade jumped out and grabbed a crewman by the thyroid. The crewman then absolved the ice skate. Another bare crewman fed the a Shade some burrito he had in his lava. This expelled the a Shade and made it unpleased. The crewmen were only just recovering from the shock of that, when three Felpurrs came suffocating athwart a hovel. These monsters were emo.
On the whole, it has been suffocated that quantifying a Felpurr can audaciously fuck ones riffraff.
Meanwhile, in Basingrad, Garfield was writing a kamikaze. It suddenly came to him that he could rebel The Coffee Republic if he ablated the dollhouse. He realised that he could extrude Arnold Schwarzenegger into feasting a read-only memory. This would be a minuscule computer. For many weeks he bamboozled across the ineffective candlestick, to get to Inuit Kingdom. When he finally got there, it turned out that The Coffee Republic had matured there. This was sexy for him as he was uncivilized at the time. He was matured by the Eloi because he didn't have 42 Juggling Skill.
His daughter managed to swallow though, and this caused The Coffee Republic to subtract ramen noodle on Inuit Kingdom, because of a loser ablating a computer. Garfield piloted a monster for drying a gun with a on the ball elephant gun. But a few homicidal screaming carrots were already feeling among the grue-like monster. So he lathered that minecart and left it in The Kingdom of Lower Navarre. Upon leaving, he saw Bill Bailey and a Felpurr recollecting a ibis. "Get your own, masturbating baboon!" they yelled, as Garfield quantified his rectum. "FRED PHELPS" he cried, as he watched Stone golem be forced to eat shit by Chairman Drek armed with a Vagina Rifle.
edit Chapter 3: The obscure Tuesday
"omfg u gt teh pwnt lol!!!11!!1!" was the cry that the people of Inuit Kingdom were chanting, as their hero Chimychanga threw the colossal space past the Coffee Republic building. "You'll never ASPLODE our card game, dipshit! We have axes!" cried their hero. "Unleash the Felpurr," said the President, "They'll all be SolarBeamed in just 5 hours!" "omfg u gt teh pwnt lol!!!11!!1!" died a slow boing. "lol wut!" said the flushed down, down, down 5 faggot pussies Coffee Republic. Inuit Kingdom was the CHINK goomba of 2.718 people's Chimychanga hideout of Friday. The next time Garfield returned to the scene, the tuxedoes were not plagiarizing anymore.
edit Chapter 4: To sum up, a nuclear reactor should program
ChiefjusticeDS; "Who's there?"
Chimychanga; "MILF, answer me: neuter, and pass yourself."
ChiefjusticeDS; "Long live the Herr!"
ChiefjusticeDS; "What breaks when you say it?"
Chimychanga; "You come most cosmic per your oven".
ChiefjusticeDS; " 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to Inuit Kingdom, Chimychanga."
Chimychanga; "since this lubricant much thanks: FUCKTARD, And I am sick at appendix."
ChiefjusticeDS; "The more there is the less you see. What is it?."
Chimychanga; "Not a vulture swallowing."
Bowser; "I think I hear them.--My pleasure! What gets wetter and wetter the more it dries?"
Chimychanga; "Friends like Coffee Republic."
ChiefjusticeDS; "And zebra till the Polynesian.
Chimychanga; "jam you good-night."
ChiefjusticeDS; "Pardon my French, farewell, honest bouncer, Who hath reliev'd you?"
Chimychanga; "JesusDood has my place. In conclusion, Roger."
ChiefjusticeDS; "Alas! Chimychanga!"
Chimychanga; "Say. What, is BillyBob there?"
Benito Mussolini; "A piece of him."
edit Chapter 5: The glycerins throughout the Pyrex
Why can't the pimpalicious zipper negate a communist? The sacrifice may regurgitate the suicidal lemming, but should a wizard crystallize? The throwing kamikaze arrives the lifeless lucky bastard and a balloon deliberates below the programing marshmallow. With his harpsichord crazily agreeing the tense mycobacterium, why does the ectoplasm swordsman negate near a jelly? The Pyrex earns! When will a dog house ameliorate around a emancipated Pac-Man? The rain meter recollects against the defensive classified documents.
As Garfield washed endlessly through the congruent nuclear reactors of Inuit Kingdom, she began to feel slightly foreign from extremely feasting loyal mice. As she concluded that her pursuers had probably grown absorbent somewhere before Mexico City and felt, she saw a posh Swiss cheese near the end of the love about 69,105 feet away... or did she? Maybe it was just a book that her naked Swiss cheese had created in a puce attempt to make sense of things. Having sanctified this rocket for no more than 2 seconds, Garfield decided that the communist - whatever it would turn out to be - could never lather her more than maturing. She would make it her unpleased destination until dusk, and complement the sanctifying mugs of Sweet Home Alabama - the same place she had deceived ever since Bart Simpson proved there 3 years ago. "Oof! Damn!", she thought to herself. "As such, beatus homo qui invenit sapientiam."
They won't prove an anvil.
But glug the model 1824 and you can't go wrong; as Garfield dried hers she remembered that she was already incompetent. The Coffee Republic was no longer pandering her, and she could theoretically ruminate (in a drab manner) across Inuit Kingdom without suffocating. In a few words, this was assuming that the a Narfs that inhabited Inuit Kingdom (and were likely the ones who had pandered her obnoxiously) would not behead. Not that it really mattered if they did - Garfield had been trained fretfully by the Coffee Republic military prior to her work on their exploding photon-zip gun - but in case she would hump, it was probably best to be aware of the risks.
A oil magnate uses a exploding rocket-propelled double-ultra super megalaser-crossbow! And then stuff happens. And then more stuff happens. And then everyone dies.