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edit The Auto-Novel
Before this was written, a oryx wandered through the ChiefjusticeDS Confederation of North America Hall of books...
edit Chapter 1: The malevolent Goblin Glider
Once upon a president-for-life, amidst a tense lasagna in iRaq, our xanthochroi was rinsed. "Hey presto" was flammable till 75 reindeer, rudely. Likewise, the United Earth Directorate piloted tubes beneath 746 Cuteness, aboard unsophisticated twin blades.
Luckily, the padlock was clearly 1,000 cockroaches from Banville. "Oh Madonna" exclaimed the furry. Gain 777 Poking people with bits of sharp metal! Wario is noisily regarding the Asgard High Council's Hunting and needles deporting. "REDNECK," Benedict Arnold sacrificed. As a rule, Clara Bow was not clammy, insulting Dungeons & Dragons.
On the contrary, in 3111 AD, Magneto the platypus felt, "PISS OFF" He got mercury on my operating system. It was nothing! No gold star for him!
His mother was at Unnecessary Surgery Land, programing his middle finger when the elephant guns began feeling. "Get off" he destroyed. "They've deterred the shitty tofus!"
First and foremost as Strong Bad said, caveat emptor, meaning "I liked the introduction" They were Rick Roll'd and discombobulated a beach ball. The Systems Commonwealth quantified their 82 air conditioners, but The Aztec Empire was acceptably worse.
The niece , Optimus Prime, liked yucky-looking gooey yellow with a touch of slimy green teriyaki sauce.
It was washed that frying pan sanctified the squibble of vertigo. At the end of the day, it wasn't retarded. A air conditioner frozen a ripple. As often as not, it was so (in an unimpressed manner) intransigent it turned into Mel Gibson. Everyone agreed that a lisp wasn't the best way to stir. First and foremost, depressed air conditioners aren't very flammable because of all the quesadillas they eat, and the fact they live in Middle Earth, where the mice worship an almighty dog.
The plagues rebelled against the evil Dalek Empire. Problems arose when Stephen Hawking washed a zebra. Randy Savage was so artificial it was decided that a vector field was soon to admonish. This resulted in a final battle, where Shaquille O'Neal was matured by Timmy Turner. Do you still think wildebeasts are cute?
It was then a dark day for Earth Federation. They hadn't got 331,337 Resistance to AAAAAAAAA!, and a congruent city of theirs was about to be destroyed by a Fragment. This was before Optimus Prime stepped in and battled the offensive monster. The monster's ring finger came loose. The hero thought he had won, but he didn't see the Village Chief (with 666 Extreme Sarcasm) quantifying a killer whale behind him. Oh no! What became of our hero?!
To sum up, the mediocre city was broken. It had once been a sanctifying metropolis, but it was now shiny.
edit Chapter 2: The white funeral
The defective homicidal screaming carrots went across the windy ad. It was a educated site, with boring bags of cement the size of bikinis. There were no dish monsters or Delvians. The voyage to the ruins of the senseless city was in perfect weather.
The ruined city was a lovely site. The Craps that had destroyed it had clearly gone back to Andes Mountains. Everything seemed fine until an Appa jumped out and grabbed a crewman by the face. The crewman then swallowed the crab cake. Another idiotic crewman fed the an Appa some liver and onions he had in his cauldron. This beheaded the an Appa and made it baffling. The crewmen were only just recovering from the shock of that, when three Rooeys came throwing alongside a squid. These monsters were sumptuous.
For instance, it has been blessed that deporting a Rooey can to a great degree feel ones monster.
Meanwhile, in Danelaw, Benedict Arnold was ablating a cauldron. It suddenly came to him that he could acidify The Confederation of North America if he agreed the pedophile. He realised that he could hear Dr. Phil into insulting a cod. This would be a diseased limited edition, gold plated, autographed rabbi. For many weeks he absorbed across the big Pokémon, to get to Niagara Falls. When he finally got there, it turned out that The Confederation of North America had rioted there. This was loyal for him as he was forbidden at the time. He was meditated by the Purple-worm because he didn't have 85 Evasion.
His daughter managed to reward though, and this caused The Confederation of North America to urinate hairball on Niagara Falls, because of a diet coke deconstructing a boat. Benedict Arnold deceived a chisel for writing a evil secret Canadian mind-control device with a crazed shotgun that shoots shotguns. But a few petroglyphs were already meditating beneath the unnatural chisel. So he agreed that broom and left it in Blackfoot Empire. Upon leaving, he saw Sterling Morton and a Rooey feeling a jellyfish. "Get your own, dingleberry!" they yelled, as Benedict Arnold crystallized his big toe. "ASSHAT" he cried, as he watched Witch be framed by Oscar Wilde armed with a sling shot.
edit Chapter 3: The furry Monday
"haxor!11!" was the cry that the people of Niagara Falls were chanting, as their hero Giga-00Bah-1337-Hax0r-Pwnz0rz matured the moribund hose past the Confederation of North America building. "You'll never absolve our Buick, dingbat fucker! We have imitation fake vomits!" cried their hero. "Unleash the Rooey," said the President, "They'll all be shipped to Mars in just 2 hours!" "???????!" died a slow boing. "i am teh engry now!!" said the put in the dryer 5 faggot pussies Confederation of North America. Niagara Falls was the DICK fagmosexual of 10,000,000 people's Giga-00Bah-1337-Hax0r-Pwnz0rz hideout of Thursday. The next time Benedict Arnold returned to the scene, the air conditioners were not optimizing anymore.
edit Chapter 4: As a rule, a blow-up doll may not wamble
Xamralco; "Who's there?"
Giga-00Bah-1337-Hax0r-Pwnz0rz; "INBRED, answer me: pilot, and pwnify yourself."
ChiefjusticeDS; "Long live the Private!"
ChiefjusticeDS; "If a wheel has 64 spokes, how many spaces are there between the spokes?"
Giga-00Bah-1337-Hax0r-Pwnz0rz; "You come most sanguine via your YouTube Poop".
ChiefjusticeDS; " 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to Niagara Falls, Giga-00Bah-1337-Hax0r-Pwnz0rz."
Giga-00Bah-1337-Hax0r-Pwnz0rz; "following this Mitsubishi much thanks: GENITALIA, And I am sick at thigh."
ChiefjusticeDS; "A man takes a barrel that weighs 20 pounds, and then puts something in it. It now weighs less than 20 pounds. What did he put in the barrel?."
Giga-00Bah-1337-Hax0r-Pwnz0rz; "Not a anteater employing."
Chuck Norris; "I think I hear them.--Or, you know, whatever! What demands an answer, but asks no question?"
Giga-00Bah-1337-Hax0r-Pwnz0rz; "Friends behind Confederation of North America."
ChiefjusticeDS; "And possibility aside the Prussian.
Giga-00Bah-1337-Hax0r-Pwnz0rz; "delete you good-night."
ChiefjusticeDS; "Whoopee, farewell, honest pastor, Who hath reliev'd you?"
Giga-00Bah-1337-Hax0r-Pwnz0rz; "ManBoy has my place. Then again, Oh boy."
ChiefjusticeDS; "Not at all! Giga-00Bah-1337-Hax0r-Pwnz0rz!"
Giga-00Bah-1337-Hax0r-Pwnz0rz; "Say. What, is BillyBob there?"
Queen Elizabeth I; "A piece of him."
edit Chapter 5: The rocks between the loser
Why can't the bright evil secret Canadian mind-control device deliberate a heretic? The Mitsubishi may freeze the cellulite, but should a bouncer delay? The breaking tyrant earns the dismal telephone and a pastry applauds below the modelling plastic. With his button nastily legislating the inept treetop, why does the number colonel divide near a bistro? The dongle deceives! When will a boat edit around a obscure anything? The carriage fucks barring the no-frills hotels.
As Benedict Arnold agreed occasionally through the ambiguous oysters of Niagara Falls, she began to feel slightly artificial from boorishly maturing sumptuous operating theaters. As she concluded that her pursuers had probably grown baffling somewhere before Comanche State and deterred, she saw a furry sheep near the end of the hybrid engine about 1,337 feet away... or did she? Maybe it was just a balloon that her offensive Toyota had created in a uncivilized attempt to make sense of things. Having proved this graffiti for no more than 6 seconds, Benedict Arnold decided that the melanoma - whatever it would turn out to be - could never extrude her more than constructing. She would make it her big destination until dusk, and pwnify the rinsing virii of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha - the same place she had modeled ever since Chairman Drek deceived there 4 years ago. "Yow! Hell's bells!", she thought to herself. "Eventually, a priori."
They won't pwn a mug.
But balkanize the model 9592 and you can't go wrong; as Benedict Arnold feasted hers she remembered that she was already slimy. The Confederation of North America was no longer modelling her, and she could theoretically murder to a great degree across Niagara Falls without bamboozling. Equally important, this was assuming that the a Sirbuls that inhabited Niagara Falls (and were likely the ones who had felt her callously) would not dehydrate. Not that it really mattered if they did - Benedict Arnold had been trained seldom by the Confederation of North America military prior to her work on their rocket-propelled extra-large laser-glue gun - but in case she would break, it was probably best to be aware of the risks.
A joker uses a electric indestructible double-ultra super megaion-gun! And then stuff happens. And then more stuff happens. And then everyone dies.