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Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on
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Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on, tragically
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on, tragically
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Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically
Had to do another insert.
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically
Had to do another insert.
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Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying
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Shrooblord

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Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84.
I actually made a mistake by making him choke on plums, since I thought it was the CD talking, but I guess Jason can choke on plums too.
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84.
I actually made a mistake by making him choke on plums, since I thought it was the CD talking, but I guess Jason can choke on plums too.
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beebo44

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Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But
Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral,
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral,
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Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man
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Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man wisely
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man wisely
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Re: Add a Word to the Story
said (sorry, on 3DS again
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Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man wisely had a
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man wisely had a
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Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure,
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure,
Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during
Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during the destruction of
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during the destruction of
Re: Add a Word to the Story
ONE FUCKING WORD
Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during the destruction of ONE FUCKING WORD
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I had to.
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during the destruction of ONE FUCKING WORD
--
I had to.
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"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during the destruction of ONE FUCKING WORD. Mister
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during the destruction of ONE FUCKING WORD. Mister
Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during the destruction of ONE FUCKING WORD. Mister Smith
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during the destruction of ONE FUCKING WORD. Mister Smith
Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during the destruction of ONE FUCKING WORD.
Mister Smith reached
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during the destruction of ONE FUCKING WORD.
Mister Smith reached
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Re: Add a Word to the Story
"How does one man read newspapers upsidedown while annihilating hamsters by the dozen?" inquired the Chief Director, sipping plum enhancers all day long."Why does a baby know why scientologists happen to be utter morons, when adults see nothing out of their own disposition?"
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during the destruction of ONE FUCKING WORD. Mister Smith reached enlightenment
Two of his henchmen hit the giant screen resulting in propaganda for a diabolical anglerfish terraforming a highly infertile monstrosity named Ruphaloburblaz. Because science proved absolutely nothing, Jason committed to expressing his paranoia by the word-filled method of hammering ham onto poor children's crotches. Although the futility of their primal resitance had power instead of darkness when fusing most bottles of poison and wine, money was tight and explosions were plentiful.
"Should we puke upon some dark rainbows," said they, "and wreak destruction to the entire flock of flyer-reindeer in order to stop Evil Santa from exploding spontaneously?"
"No," said the Chief Director, "instead, take my elite mother's asshole and refuse the fucking wardrobe her extremist is not there!"
"...WHAT!?"
He choked on his plums, tragically dying at age 84. But at the funeral, one brave man "wisely" had a seizure during the destruction of ONE FUCKING WORD. Mister Smith reached enlightenment






