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The Auto-Novel


Before this was written, a poodle wandered through the Hotadmin4u69 Ministry of Love Hall of cakes...

Chapter 1: The curative aerodynamics

Once upon a street sign, aboard a Nobel prize-winning tennis racket in Frogland, our cockroach was sacrificed. "That's alright" was natural on 45 toasters, suitably. Then again, the Confederation of North America vomited Euroipods on eleventy billion Spec. Attack, beyond unbalanced sharks with laser-beams.

Luckily, the US Navy aircraft carrier was rudely 40 anvils from San Francisco. "Oh Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart" exclaimed the espresso. Gain 1,000 Multiplayer Tetris Skill! Benedict Arnold is melodramatically regarding the Dalek Empire's Pizza-Eating Skills and tofus meditating. "BASTARD," Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore baked. Furthermore, Jennifer Love Hewitt was not unbalanced, sacrificing Accuracy.

Macbeth the monkey allows boats, but only above charming organs on 4862 . Chiefly, Four men were in a boat on the lake. The boat turns over, and all four men sink to the bottom of the lake, yet not a single man got wet! Why?? A off-off-white chips.

At the same time, in 660 BC, Hillary Clinton the raven proved, "FUCKING FUCKFUCKER" He got slivovitz on my guillotine. You don't say! No bronze medal for him!

His nephew was at Iroquoian Kingdom, deceiving his pituitary gland when the torpedos began piloting. "Certainly" he destroyed. "They've rinsed the cozy diesel engines!"

To sum up as Harry Potter said, ut res magis valeat quam pereat, meaning "Better than overwrought question mark freezing 100 cakes" They were sprayed with pesticides and wrote a tuxedo. The People's Sovereign Union of Planets deconstructed their 60 clones, but The Banana Republic was distastefully younger.

The grandfather , Joseph Stalin, liked silver blood plasma.

It was washed that fork reduced the lemming of vulva. In the usual course of events, it wasn't clammy. A crab cake insulted a fluorescent light. Nine times out of ten, it was so insufficiently unbalanced it turned into Your Mom. Everyone agreed that a CD wasn't the best way to defenestrate. On the whole, Pastafarian home theater systems aren't very rotted because of all the eggs they eat, and the fact they live in Nebraska, where the organs worship an almighty mink.

The mammary glands rebelled against the evil Ministry of Truth. Problems arose when Paul Hindemith litigated a chisel. Jesus was so quick it was decided that a deity of personal preference was soon to convert. This resulted in a final battle, where Slobodan Milošević was cured by John Kerry. Do you still think crows are cute?

It was then a dark day for Ministry of Peace. They hadn't got 123 Plot Advancement, and a intransigent city of theirs was about to be destroyed by a Yugoloth. This was before Hugh Hefner stepped in and battled the incredible monster. The monster's solar plexus came loose. The hero thought he had won, but he didn't see the Dwarf (with 5,105,863,422 Muscle) writing a respiratory system behind him. Oh no! What became of our hero?!

By and large, the charming city was washed. It had once been a meditating metropolis, but it was now on the ball.

Chapter 2: The pale number

The artificial delicious pies went across the windy fluorescent light. It was a colossal site, with lazy miscellanious dead things the size of needles. There were no Deku Scrubs or quantum mechanics. The voyage to the ruins of the alarming city was in perfect weather.

The ruined city was a dubious site. The soccer hooligans that had destroyed it had clearly gone back to cyberspace. Everything seemed fine until a Lizardfolk jumped out and grabbed a crewman by the testes. The crewman then rewarded the tong. Another unpleased crewman fed the a Lizardfolk some eggplant he had in his squibble. This lathered the a Lizardfolk and made it colossal. The crewmen were only just recovering from the shock of that, when three large cannibalistic penguins came deliberating versus a ectoplasm. These monsters were sheer.

In most cases, it has been sniffed that blessing a large cannibalistic penguin can lackadaisically litigate ones minecart.

Meanwhile, in Phuket, Natalie Portman was agreeing a cardboard box. It suddenly came to him that he could w00t The Ministry of Love if he cured the MIDI controller. He realised that he could stink Osama bin Laden into programing a extension cord. This would be a curative octohedron. For many weeks he suffocated across the uncivilized grue, to get to Mexico City. When he finally got there, it turned out that The Ministry of Love had lathered there. This was beloved for him as he was curative at the time. He was written by the Kuo-toa because he didn't have 1,337 Zombification.

His bride managed to hack though, and this caused The Ministry of Love to delete contradiction on Mexico City, because of a sheep cruising a homology. Natalie Portman rioted a question mark for deconstructing a dot with a sacrificed cymbals. But a few operating theaters were already plagiarizing absent the belittling question mark. So he swallowed that hovel and left it in Lisbon. Upon leaving, he saw Alexander the Great and a large cannibalistic penguin curing a crocodile. "Get your own, faggot!" they yelled, as Natalie Portman programmed his big toe. "AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE OI OI OI" he cried, as he watched Goblin be kicked into next week by Ronald Reagan armed with a jellybean.

Chapter 3: The straight Monday

"lol wtf!" was the cry that the people of Mexico City were chanting, as their hero IchBinFunneh felt the bad mannered queer past the Ministry of Love building. "You'll never bamboozle our etching, freak! We have crossbows!" cried their hero. "Unleash the large cannibalistic penguin," said the President, "They'll all be Bankrupted in just 6 hours!" "FGSFDS!" died a slow boing. "i pwnz u!" said the killed in the sixth book 5 faggot pussies Ministry of Love. Mexico City was the ASS fucker of 123 people's IchBinFunneh hideout of Monday. The next time Natalie Portman returned to the scene, the telephones were not deceiving anymore.

Chapter 4: Furthermore, a blow-up doll will golf

Hotadmin4u69; "Who's there?"

IchBinFunneh; "BUTT PIRATE, answer me: acidify, and refill yourself."

Hotadmin4u69; "Long live the Madame!"

Queen Elizabeth I; "Hotadmin4u69?"

Hotadmin4u69; "What breaks when you say it?"

IchBinFunneh; "You come most despicable atop your fiasco".

Hotadmin4u69; " 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to Mexico City, IchBinFunneh."

IchBinFunneh; "by this prostitute much thanks: SON OF A BITCH, And I am sick at uterus."

Hotadmin4u69; "You use a knife to slice my head and weep beside me when I am dead. What am I?."

IchBinFunneh; "Not a armadillo suffocating."

Hotadmin4u69; "Presto, good The day after Tomorrow. If you do meet Natalie Portman and Dr. Evil, The nuclear reactors under my watch, bid them to program habitually."

Margaret Thatcher; "I think I hear them.--Sure thing! Four men were in a boat on the lake. The boat turns over, and all four men sink to the bottom of the lake, yet not a single man got wet! Why?"

IchBinFunneh; "Friends above Ministry of Love."

Hotadmin4u69; "And mug near the Libyan.

IchBinFunneh; "ruffle you good-night."

Hotadmin4u69; "Puckernuts, farewell, honest witch, Who hath reliev'd you?"

IchBinFunneh; "Dawn773 has my place. Above all, Back biter."

Hotadmin4u69; "Fargin' iceholes! IchBinFunneh!"

IchBinFunneh; "Say. What, is GenericNoob there?"

Stewie Griffin; "A piece of him."

Chapter 5: The toasters onto the vertigo

Why can't the explosive Juffo-Wup incarcerate a angel? The babboon butt may orate the cutting board, but should a dragonslayer untie? The lathering fluorescent light insults the clumsy Subaru and a liquidation blinks below the deliberating CD. With his brick wall noisily programing the dazzling clever trick, why does the eel colonel optimize near a katzenjammer? The vulva attends! When will an etching revolt around a alarming Zork? The stampede zooms astride the booming rocks.

As Natalie Portman accentuated callously through the expensive dog houses of Mexico City, she began to feel slightly throbbing from fretfully lathering moribund skulls. As she concluded that her pursuers had probably grown hairless somewhere before Bonny Scotland and owned, she saw a on edge bingo near the end of the cartridge about -0 feet away... or did she? Maybe it was just a tooth that her yellow diesel engine had created in a hopeless attempt to make sense of things. Having rewarded this Gatsby for no more than 3 seconds, Natalie Portman decided that the diet pill - whatever it would turn out to be - could never ruminate her more than cogitating. She would make it her curative destination until dusk, and refill the plagiarizing encyclopediae of Noo Zealand - the same place she had pandered ever since Nelson Mandela deterred there 4 years ago. "Ouch! You don't say!", she thought to herself. "After a long wait, nemo dat quo non habet."

They won't activate a rifle.

But deteriorate the model 9674 and you can't go wrong; as Natalie Portman quantified hers she remembered that she was already bulbous. The Ministry of Love was no longer maturing her, and she could theoretically write rabidly across Mexico City without plagiarizing. Nine times out of ten, this was assuming that the a Kalphites that inhabited Mexico City (and were likely the ones who had proved her badly) would not cogitate. Not that it really mattered if they did - Natalie Portman had been trained easily by the Ministry of Love military prior to her work on their flaming radioactive shiny ion-flamethrower - but in case she would crankle, it was probably best to be aware of the risks.


A oil magnate uses a radioactive secret musket! And then stuff happens. And then more stuff happens. And then everyone dies.

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