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Sample Story[edit]

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

One tennis racket given Timuchuan Overlords[edit]

by Bill Gates

Everything considered, the hitman can't explode the gamelan. One killer whale before a homology pandered a rock round the ovens. More than ever, the dog houses deconstructed downright.

While throughout Africaland, Jesus Christ had insulted it and said completely, "Yes indeed, I will push the lithium. More than ever, (in a disorderly fashion) I can."

On the contrary while fortissimo morbid, Avril Lavigne times Tasmania had programmed the nonchalantly inept Soliton radar. Eventually and pleasantly, Toronto had puzzlingly ablated the boats

Story 2[edit]

This Is What Happens When 40 cartilages curate via an anvil That Is About To Be catapulted away[edit]

By Hugo Chávez

Above all, concerning. "What!" Said Dave Chapelle. Slobodan Milošević Sreamed "You meditated a hairball castle!". "Yeah" replied Your Mom, "At Ohio". Then Bill Bennett sniffed Mario's fiasco. Ronald Reagan said "I'll get some egg. And Bill Gates Can rabidly write and throw bananas at stupid old Segata Sanshiro. Then Bozo Screamed "AAA! A a pygmy giant!". Whatever That Thing Was, It threw Donkey Kong's brain and skulls. "Oh Man!" Said Harry Potter™, "It's 0.5°C Out Here!". Then Segata Sanshiro was attacked by Monica Lewinski with a shotgun that shoots shotguns, while Rob Liefeld got sent to sleep with the fishes. Ash Ketchum suddenly Jumped outside a plague that was megalomaniacal and habitually rinsed. Crom Said " My Favorite Color is blue!". "There's Nothing like pizza!" said Jimbo Wales. Harry Potter interrupted "Stop the presses, Get beheading silly hybrid engines! Jackson Leist, you're a blender! And Shaquille O'Neal You're a a Cactuar!". Then Jerry Fallwell woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big guide baked Jesus's toes. It was boring. "Help!" said Clara Bow as he starkly suffocated including a lubricant. Before anyone could fumble, Pervez Musharraf basteed, grabbed a shotgun and said lackadaisically, "i pwnd u lawl," Before being whacked by an Aibatt

To Be Continued... Please Add

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

I want a girl with a pen like a mug

I want a girl who knows what's best

I want a girl with shoes that terrorize

And politicians that glug like parchments

I want a girl with the right pillows

Whos fast, and thorough, and unsophisticated as a tack

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

She's touring the jellybeans, and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short REM,

And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong brickbat

I want a girl who gets up chaotically

I want a girl who stays up stupidly

I want a girl with dead prosperity

Who uses lithium to cut through coffee colored tanks

With homicidal screaming carrots that shine like politicians

And a voice that is vulgar like dismal glass

She is fast, thorough, and clammy as a tack

She's touring the cobs, and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short toothpick,

And a long, long vortex

Nanananananananananananananananananananananananananananana

I want a girl with a smooth liquidation

I want a girl with good dividends

Somewhere in Fallujah we will meet accidentally

Well start to talk when she borrows my pen

She wants a pillow with a cup-holder arm rest

She wants a houseplant that will get her there

She's changing her name from Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart to Jerry Fallwell

She's trading her dongle for a white blender

I want a girl with a short kitten piccata,

And a

Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong

imitation fake vomit

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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