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edit The Auto-Novel
Before this was written, a eagle wandered through the ChiefjusticeDS Systems Commonwealth Hall of plagues...
edit Chapter 1: The buffoon-like suicidal lemming
Once upon a Gatsby, underneath a defective pantleg in Davao, our prostitute was froze. "Now, now" was coruscating despite 42 miscellanious dead things, sometimes. For instance, the Confederation of North America matured computers under 71,935 Hadoken Resistance, circa rotted leashes.
Luckily, the cat was uncaringly Thursday mice from Gilgal. "Oh Arnold Schwarzenegger" exclaimed the crystal. Gain 13,131,313,131,313,131,313,131,313 Ranging! Thomas Edison is nervously regarding the Polish Inquisition's Jump Height and diet pills recollecting. "COON," Hugh Hefner sniffed. Not in the slightest, Slobodan Milošević was not unsophisticated, vomiting Trident Skill.
Darth Vader the crow stretches bags of cement, but only as artificial oysters on 2008 . As you might expect, If three cats catch three mice in three minutes, how many cats would be needed to catch 100 mice in 100 minutes?? A cyan enchilada.
His grandmother was at Moab, optimizing his duodenum when the hard sticks of gum began quantifying. "Close, but no cigar" he earned. "They've rioted the impressive air conditioners!"
Equally important as Dr. Phil said, omnia praesumuntur legitime facta donec probetur in contrarium, meaning "Genius." They were turned off and threw a banana. The Aztec Empire bamboozled their 123 cockroaches, but The Confederation of North America was nastily wobblier.
The son , Thomas Edison, liked crimson ketchup.
It was rioted that candlestick earned the pie of pastry. In general, it wasn't unbalanced. A button modeled a tuxedo. Above all, it was so uncontrollably coruscating it turned into Jesus Christ. Everyone agreed that a Daewoo wasn't the best way to anglicanise. For instance, sinister hybrid engines aren't very scanty because of all the lemons they eat, and the fact they live in Shoshone Kingdom, where the options worship an almighty rooster.
The sticks rebelled against the evil Confederation of Nazi Dictatorships. Problems arose when Naruto deceived a Chuck Norris impersonator. Sylvester the Cat was so nonsensical it was decided that a beagle was soon to bamboozle. This resulted in a final battle, where Walt Disney was constructed by Bill Bennett. Do you still think chipmunks are cute?
It was then a dark day for Ministry of Peace. They hadn't got 80 Self-esteem, and a unrefined city of theirs was about to be destroyed by a Yojas. This was before Cloud Strife stepped in and battled the lifeless monster. The monster's head came loose. The hero thought he had won, but he didn't see the Koopa (with 70 Constitution) throwing a cartridge behind him. Oh no! What became of our hero?!
Absolutely not, the malevolent city was cogitated. It had once been a maturing metropolis, but it was now baffling.
edit Chapter 2: The boring microcosm
The obscure pens went across the windy rickroll. It was a educated site, with homosexual reindeer the size of tofus. There were no Hurthlings or demon nucleoids. The voyage to the ruins of the Pastafarian city was in perfect weather.
The ruined city was a congruent site. The Tumeroks that had destroyed it had clearly gone back to Toronto. Everything seemed fine until a Rawulf jumped out and grabbed a crewman by the toenail. The crewman then discombobulated the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen. Another grue-like crewman fed the a Rawulf some mango he had in his speaker. This lathered the a Rawulf and made it sizable. The crewmen were only just recovering from the shock of that, when three very old memes came curing toward a facepalm. These monsters were barbarous.
In fact, it has been given that writing a very old meme can barely veto ones poodle.
Meanwhile, in Syria, John Kerry was blessing a Hyakugojyuuichi!!. It suddenly came to him that he could subpoena The Systems Commonwealth if he absorbed the kakistocracy. He realised that he could cramp The Rock into washing a airplane. This would be a smug shank. For many weeks he modeled across the universal hero, to get to Ilocos. When he finally got there, it turned out that The Systems Commonwealth had deconstructed there. This was congruent for him as he was flammable at the time. He was rinsed by the Hotchi because he didn't have n Guts.
His mother managed to ASPLODE though, and this caused The Systems Commonwealth to urinate animal on Ilocos, because of a guru breaking a chessboard. John Kerry ablated a garbage bin for bamboozling a cob with a XTREME sword. But a few pillows were already breaking through the minuscule garbage bin. So he felt that cake and left it in Pen Island. Upon leaving, he saw Mao Zedong and a very old meme bamboozling a turkey<option> <option>turtle. "Get your own, pervert!" they yelled, as John Kerry optimized his dead skin cell. "IRATEGAMER LOVIN' SHITHEAD" he cried, as he watched Zombie be moved to the bottom of the food chain by Garfield armed with a +1 broadsword.
edit Chapter 3: The substandard Friday
"STFU!!!" was the cry that the people of Ilocos were chanting, as their hero <insert name here> modeled the yellow bank robbery past the Systems Commonwealth building. "You'll never receive our daffodil, dingpot! We have tofus!" cried their hero. "Unleash the very old meme," said the President, "They'll all be kicked to the curb in just 9 hours!" "i pwnz u!" died a slow boing. "i am teh engry now!!" said the eliminated 9 faggot pussies Systems Commonwealth. Ilocos was the GREASER masturbating baboon of 777 people's <insert name here> hideout of Thursday. The next time John Kerry returned to the scene, the crania were not destroying anymore.
edit Chapter 4: To come to the point, a tire shall implode
Xamralco; "Who's there?"
<insert name here>; "DICKFACE, answer me: shave, and fuck yourself."
ChiefjusticeDS; "Long live the Lieutenant!"
ChiefjusticeDS; "I dig out tiny caves, and store gold and silver in them. I also build bridges of silver and make crowns of gold. They are the smallest you could imagine. Sooner or later everybody needs my help, yet many people are afraid to let me help them. Who am I?"
<insert name here>; "You come most Pastafarian amid your Taahgaarxian".
ChiefjusticeDS; " 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to Ilocos, <insert name here>."
<insert name here>; "like this chromosome much thanks: SHITSLINGING, And I am sick at thigh."
ChiefjusticeDS; "Take one out and scratch my head, I am now black but once was red. What am I?."
<insert name here>; "Not a rhino lolling."
Jim Carrey; "I think I hear them.--Hell's bells! It goes up, but at the same time goes down. Up toward the sky, and down toward the ground. It's present tense and past tense too, come for a ride, just me and you. What is it?"
<insert name here>; "Friends until Systems Commonwealth."
ChiefjusticeDS; "And riverbank amidst the Korean.
<insert name here>; "problematize you good-night."
ChiefjusticeDS; "Cakesniffer, farewell, honest leftenant, Who hath reliev'd you?"
<insert name here>; "ManBoy has my place. As such, Now, now."
ChiefjusticeDS; "Back biter! <insert name here>!"
<insert name here>; "Say. What, is Chimychanga there?"
Estelle Getty; "A piece of him."
edit Chapter 5: The tuxedoes concerning the clavicle
Why can't the erect dollhouse defenestrate a suicidal lemming? The baseball bat may pwn the blah, but should a whore agree? The giving marshmallow worships the lovely elephant and a answer recollects below the proving amplifier. With his fiasco melodramatically recollecting the retarded Honda, why does the glycerin bouncer recollect near a conspiracy? The diode ablates! When will a rifle acidify around a alarming PlayStation? The clavichord sniffs in the tawdry diesel engines.
As John Kerry rioted peevishly through the pugnacious cobs of Ilocos, she began to feel slightly mirthful from ruthlessly recollecting ugly glycerins. As she concluded that her pursuers had probably grown rhyming somewhere before Pen Island and litigated, she saw a homosexual MIDI controller near the end of the Republican about 40 feet away... or did she? Maybe it was just magma that her obscure espresso had created in a intransigent attempt to make sense of things. Having employed this hotel for no more than 8 seconds, John Kerry decided that the cadaver - whatever it would turn out to be - could never vote her more than blessing. She would make it her huge destination until dusk, and write the deceiving leashes of Davao - the same place she had thrown ever since Albert Camus expelled there 7 years ago. "Blam! Yes indeed!", she thought to herself. "More than ever, a capite ad calcem."
They won't pander lithium.
But w00t the model 1797 and you can't go wrong; as John Kerry proved hers she remembered that she was already belittling. The Systems Commonwealth was no longer sanctifying her, and she could theoretically bamboozle uncaringly across Ilocos without mystifying. In particular, this was assuming that the a Nantukos that inhabited Ilocos (and were likely the ones who had earned her sadistically) would not refill. Not that it really mattered if they did - John Kerry had been trained eloquently by the Systems Commonwealth military prior to her work on their paralyzing ballistic rough zip gun that shoots very old memes - but in case she would reduce, it was probably best to be aware of the risks.
A guard uses a exploding rocket-propelled heavy quantum-flamethrower! And then stuff happens. And then more stuff happens. And then everyone dies.