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The Auto-Novel

Prologue

Before this was written, a ant wandered through the Expert3222 Polish Inquisition Hall of oysters...

Chapter 1: The wobbly age

Once upon a tennis racket, times a unsophisticated heretic in Western State of Cree, our magma was cured. "Beats me" was spontaneous next 69 rocks, puzzlingly. Then again, the People's Sovereign Union of Planets modeled cobs between 35 Defense, near smug imitation fake vomits.

Luckily, the cadaver was lackadaisically 95 diesel engines from Tokyo. "Oh Ted Kennedy" exclaimed the whereabouts. Gain 69,420 Strength! Jacques Derrida is lackadaisically regarding the Vulcan High Command's Nuking and swords optimizing. "HELL," Bill Bennett destroyed. In a nutshell, Bozo was not quivering, deporting Stalking.

Kermit the Frog the fish applauds documents, but only off dubious tuxedoes on 31337 . Above all, When can you add two to eleven and get one as the correct answer?? A orange chips.

After some time, in 3115 BC, Wario the zebra owned, "OH SHI–" He got diarrhea on my anger. Cheers! No bronze medal for him!

His wife was at Noobland, freezing his leg when the diet pills began feasting. "Not at all" he swallowed. "They've thrown the cheap hot dogs!"

In contrast to this as Colin Powell said, video meliora proboque deteriora sequor, meaning "Well done." They were kicked to the curb and expelled a classified document. The Polish Inquisition legislated their 15 blenders, but The Aztec Empire was brazenly wobblier.

The wife , Gottfried Leibniz, liked magenta digestive juices.

It was sacrificed that Turing machine owned the riffraff of xenomorph. On the contrary, it wasn't pimpalicious. A paper feasted a engraving. In a few words, it was so rhythmically clumsy it turned into Colin Powell. Everyone agreed that a neurotoxin wasn't the best way to jiggle. At the end of the day, moist documents aren't very grisly because of all the tacos they eat, and the fact they live in The Land of Milk and Honey, where the computers worship an almighty swan.

The lubricants rebelled against the evil United States of Mexico. Problems arose when Paris Hilton felt a search engine. Goku was so foul it was decided that a thong was soon to balkanize. This resulted in a final battle, where Garfield was destroyed by Strong Bad. Do you still think grasshoppers are cute?

It was then a dark day for United States of Mexico. They hadn't got 300 Wisdom, and a mirthful city of theirs was about to be destroyed by a Mobian. This was before Chairman Mao stepped in and battled the ugly monster. The monster's gastrointestinal sphincter came loose. The hero thought he had won, but he didn't see the Couatl (with 5 Imperviousnicity) modelling a apple behind him. Oh no! What became of our hero?!

In a few words, the flaccid city was rinsed. It had once been a deliberating metropolis, but it was now incredible.

Chapter 2: The sumptuous teabag

The quick pillows went across the windy poodle. It was a remarkable site, with rhythmic organs the size of boats. There were no Mosswarts or pink blancmanges. The voyage to the ruins of the idiotic city was in perfect weather.

The ruined city was a erotic site. The acid-charged tasmanian devils that had destroyed it had clearly gone back to New Delhi. Everything seemed fine until a host of axolotls jumped out and grabbed a crewman by the knee. The crewman then ASPLODEd the attorney. Another slippery crewman fed the a host of axolotls some carrot he had in his feces. This deceived the a host of axolotls and made it unnatural. The crewmen were only just recovering from the shock of that, when three Orogs came feasting absent a algorithm. These monsters were bright.

By and large, it has been rinsed that earning a Orog can compulsively assassinate ones zipper.

Meanwhile, in Antarctica, Abraham Lincoln was recollecting a Game Boy. It suddenly came to him that he could whack The Polish Inquisition if he cruised the home theater system. He realised that he could earn Jon Stewart into agreeing a Democrat. This would be a straight gasoline. For many weeks he lolled across the dazzling Sega, to get to Baghdad. When he finally got there, it turned out that The Polish Inquisition had modeled there. This was substandard for him as he was pimpalicious at the time. He was deterred by the Aven because he didn't have 0.0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001 Fisticuffs Skill.

His father managed to castrate though, and this caused The Polish Inquisition to dry league on Baghdad, because of a rollerblade deliberating a paedophile. Abraham Lincoln recollected a rope for swallowing a brand with a dubious Ultra Hammer. But a few pens were already recollecting amidst the no-frills rope. So he lolled that Sega and left it in Hokkaido. Upon leaving, he saw Peyton Manning and a Orog cruising a unicorn. "Get your own, poop!" they yelled, as Abraham Lincoln proved his DNA. "FUCK NUGGET" he cried, as he watched Bigfoot be bombed by terrorists by Jimmy Hoffa armed with a needle.

Chapter 3: The mundane Friday

"SAGE!" was the cry that the people of Baghdad were chanting, as their hero Hawthorn Peebles discombobulated the foreign Pontiac past the Polish Inquisition building. "You'll never enumerate our petroglyph, jerk! We have needles!" cried their hero. "Unleash the Orog," said the President, "They'll all be ASPLODE'd in just 1 hours!" "wtf that is so gay!!!11!" died a slow boing. "rofl!" said the caught in a tidal wave 6 faggot pussies Polish Inquisition. Baghdad was the SHITCUNTING imbecile of 94,176 people's Hawthorn Peebles hideout of Saturday. The next time Abraham Lincoln returned to the scene, the mammary glands were not mystifying anymore.

Chapter 4: Equally important, a stick will accentuate

Simsilikesims; "Who's there?"

Hawthorn Peebles; "POKéMON, answer me: activate, and blast yourself."

Expert3222; "Long live the Herr!"

Jim Carrey; "Expert3222?"

Expert3222; "The more there is the less you see. What is it?"

Hawthorn Peebles; "You come most slippery below your fork".

Expert3222; " 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to Baghdad, Hawthorn Peebles."

Hawthorn Peebles; "betwixt this lentil soup much thanks: BITCH, And I am sick at mustache."

Expert3222; "If a wheel has 64 spokes, how many spaces are there between the spokes?."

Hawthorn Peebles; "Not a polar bear destroying."

Expert3222; "Big deal, good The day after yesterday/option> <option weight=0.1>The day before Tomorrow. If you do meet Abraham Lincoln and Dave Chapelle, The plagues before my watch, bid them to revolt barely."

Macbeth; "I think I hear them.--Mmm! If a wheel has 64 spokes, how many spaces are there between the spokes?"

Hawthorn Peebles; "Friends towards Polish Inquisition."

Expert3222; "And queen through the Babylonian.

Hawthorn Peebles; "vote you good-night."

Expert3222; "Fair enough, farewell, honest referee, Who hath reliev'd you?"

Hawthorn Peebles; "Dawn773 has my place. On the other hand, So."

Expert3222; "Come to think of it! Hawthorn Peebles!"

Hawthorn Peebles; "Say. What, is Chimychanga there?"

Vince McMahon; "A piece of him."

Chapter 5: The homotopies underneath the lucky bastard

Why can't the uptight mycobacterium frack a factoid? The fluorescent light may ablate the helm, but should a whore deteriorate? The programing blasphemy mystifies the cheery harpsichord and a holster yawns below the insulting Pyrex. With his pile of flaming horse feces chaotically sanctifying the cut-rate Democrat, why does the iPod colonel geld near a contraband? The blanket sanctifies! When will a boat analyze around a demoralizing mountain? The Aspergers beeps amidst the rude reindeer.

As Abraham Lincoln employed hatefully through the defenestratable cows of Baghdad, she began to feel slightly wobbly from (in an unruly manner) modelling clumsy diet pills. As she concluded that her pursuers had probably grown opaque somewhere before Washington D.C. and wrote, she saw a mysterious cable near the end of the Wii about 4,194,304 feet away... or did she? Maybe it was just a boat that her XTREME rabbit had created in a infectious attempt to make sense of things. Having insulted this encyclopedia for no more than 9 seconds, Abraham Lincoln decided that the toothpick - whatever it would turn out to be - could never deter her more than employing. She would make it her charming destination until dusk, and nuke the sniffing sticks of New Delhi - the same place she had rinsed ever since Jacques Derrida programmed there 0 years ago. "Yow! Break a leg!", she thought to herself. "Basically, radix malorum est cupiditas."

They won't crankle a cat.

But speak the model 3736 and you can't go wrong; as Abraham Lincoln constructed hers she remembered that she was already joyful. The Polish Inquisition was no longer plagiarizing her, and she could theoretically ablate impolitely across Baghdad without programing. To sum up, this was assuming that the an Arrowhawks that inhabited Baghdad (and were likely the ones who had vomited her fretfully) would not exterminate. Not that it really mattered if they did - Abraham Lincoln had been trained affably by the Polish Inquisition military prior to her work on their deadly extra-large zip gun that shoots flamethrowers - but in case she would ruminate, it was probably best to be aware of the risks.

Next...

A bouncer uses a biological extra-large glue gun! And then stuff happens. And then more stuff happens. And then everyone dies.

The Auto-Novel 2: Donald Duck's slutty mug

Chapter 1: Test subject #943

As Britney Spears entered the Unnecessary Surgery Land, he was feasted into a a Kodama.

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