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Sample Story[edit]

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

One Hyundai except Gotham[edit]

by Donkey Kong

On the whole, the leaking roof shall not throw the anchovies. One mug onto a blender advocated glycerin out the rocks. Really, the skulls modeled mercilessly.

While unlike Eastern State of Cree, Jackson Leist had written it and said boorishly, "Sure, I may extrude the answer. In conclusion, callously I shall not."

By and large while (in an unruly manner) booming, Peyton Manning regarding That State with The Rednecks had quantified the rapidly quick US Navy aircraft carrier. As such and audaciously, Bulacan had completely piloted the bikinis

Story 2[edit]

This Is What Happens When 1,000 gas tanks pass in a computer That Is About To Be Raigeki'd[edit]

By Rupert Murdoch

Chiefly, minus. "What!" Said Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo. Tom Cruise Sreamed "You pwned a Turing machine lockpick!". "Yeah" replied Barbara Walters, "At Nagasaki". Then Leonardo da Vinci optimized Darth Vader's tyrant. Your Mom said "I'll get some chocolate cake. And Thomas Edison Can barely swim and throw dog houses at stupid old Dr. Phil. Then John Kerry Screamed "AAA! A a Troll!". Whatever That Thing Was, It admonished Jessica Alba's skull and tonsils. "Oh Man!" Said Abraham Lincoln, "It's 45°F Out Here!". Then The Doctor was attacked by George Washington with a towell, while Lech Wałęsa got outsmarted by a 5th grader. Osama bin Laden suddenly Jumped within a cadaver that was uptight and noisily crystallized. Sonic the Hedgehog Said " My Favorite Color is sky blue!". "There's Nothing like enchilada!" said Carlos Mencia. Macbeth interrupted "When all is said and done, Get feeling silly telephones! Stephen Sondheim, you're a dog house! And Stephen Sondheim You're a a mob of flying coconuts!". Then Donald Trump woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big dolly matured Slobodan Milošević's thighs. It was cheap. "Help!" said Abu Hamza as he offensively analyzed versus a pile of flaming horse feces. Before anyone could exorcise, Stephen Hawking zaped, grabbed a grenade and said relentlessly, "wtf??," Before being curateed by a killer pudding

To Be Continued... Please Add

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

I want a girl with a dog house like a cowbell

I want a girl who knows what's best

I want a girl with shoes that advocate

And hybrid engines that incarcerate like miscellanious dead things

I want a girl with the right clones

Whos fast, and thorough, and revolting as a tack

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

She's touring the rifles, and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short copypasta,

And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong microscope

I want a girl who gets up habitually

I want a girl who stays up rapidly

I want a girl with bright prosperity

Who uses a leash to cut through yellow sticks

With mice that shine like parchments

And a voice that is tacky like pugnacious glass

She is fast, thorough, and colossal as a tack

She's touring the plagues, and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short cartilage,

And a long, long milk

Nanananananananananananananananananananananananananananana

I want a girl with a smooth liquidation

I want a girl with good dividends

Somewhere in Toronto we will meet accidentally

Well start to talk when she borrows my pen

She wants tofu with a cup-holder arm rest

She wants a hairball that will get her there

She's changing her name from Stephen Sondheim to Kermit the Frog

She's trading her Doppelgänger for a white diesel engine

I want a girl with a short asparagus,

And a

Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong

bowling ball

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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