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Sample Story[edit]

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

One turkey sandwich at Unamerica[edit]

by Segata Sanshiro

After some time, the hideout won't golf the pen. One fealty than an electron ate a pastry excluding the hotels. In any case, the tuxedoes employed gently.

While till Verkhoyansk, Stephen Hawking had agreed it and said shyly, "Break a leg, I will sanctify the mouth. Anyway, oddly I shouldn't."

In most cases while ruthlessly melodramatic, Kermit the Frog like Gibeon had cured the endlessly coruscating helm. At long last and brazenly, Saudi Arabia had fretfully rioted the balloons

Story 2[edit]

This Is What Happens When 60 kittens ASPLODE toward a tuxedo That Is About To Be huffed[edit]

By Sonic the Hedgehog

To sum up, besides. "What!" Said Jerry Fallwell. Samus Aran Sreamed "You modeled a broom lunch!". "Yeah" replied Rob Liefeld, "At Yoshi's Island". Then Tony Soprano lathered Rolf Harris's question mark. Johann Sebastian Bach said "I'll get some cream pie. And Albert Einstein Can (in a good way) defenestrate and throw nunchucks at stupid old Darth Vader. Then Sal Fasano Screamed "AAA! A an Assassin vine!". Whatever That Thing Was, It lathered Jim Carrey's Dunmer (because everyone loves and worships her.) and arms. "Oh Man!" Said Walt Disney, "It's 709871523°F Out Here!". Then Mr. Freeze was attacked by Donkey Kong with a Vagina Rifle, while Elvis Presley got erased. Wario suddenly Jumped around a hot dog that was emaciated and frantically recollected. Mr. Freeze Said " My Favorite Color is clear!". "There's Nothing like burrito!" said Lord Voldemort. Jesus Christ interrupted "Come again, Get vetoing silly cows! Cher, you're a sacrifice! And The Rock You're a a Ronso!". Then Vin Diesel woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big imitation fake vomit employed Colin Powell's heads. It was sexy. "Help!" said Donald Trump as he timidly assassinated minus a home theater system. Before anyone could taste, Oscar Meyer selled, grabbed a broadsword and said brutally, "lk wtf u d1rty h4xor," Before being cureed by a Hobbit

To Be Continued... Please Add

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

I want a girl with a limited edition, gold plated, autographed rabbi like a blow-up doll

I want a girl who knows what's best

I want a girl with shoes that explicate

And beach balls that putrefy like nunchucks

I want a girl with the right Euroipods

Whos fast, and thorough, and tense as a tack

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

She's touring the boats, and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short death,

And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong ovary

I want a girl who gets up melodramatically

I want a girl who stays up brutally

I want a girl with homely prosperity

Who uses a sacrifice to cut through banana encyclopediae

With cakes that shine like magmas

And a voice that is hopeless like loyal glass

She is fast, thorough, and pyrrhic as a tack

She's touring the diesel engines, and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short Suzuki,

And a long, long hadron

Nanananananananananananananananananananananananananananana

I want a girl with a smooth liquidation

I want a girl with good dividends

Somewhere in Beverly Hills we will meet accidentally

Well start to talk when she borrows my pen

She wants a hub cap with a cup-holder arm rest

She wants an airplane that will get her there

She's changing her name from Oscar Meyer to Mr. Freeze

She's trading her waterfall for a white flatulence

I want a girl with a short liquidation,

And a

Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong

anything

Bohemian Rhapsody (Mad Lib remix)[edit]

Mama,

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 sucks...is '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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