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Discussion in 'Off Topic' started by Cari, Jul 22, 2008.

  1. StephenSLR

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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core
     
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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper
     
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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock.
     
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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above
     
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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing
     
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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness
     
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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a
     
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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form
     
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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence.
     
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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses
     
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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released...
     
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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour
     
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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning


    cheers,
    wm_crash, the friendly hooligan
     
  14. StephenSLR

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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic,
     
  15. dennisrammstein

    dennisrammstein F*cking B.A. Fool

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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the gnarled leprechaun
     
  16. StephenSLR

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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the gnarled leprechaun inhaled too much
     
  17. dennisrammstein

    dennisrammstein F*cking B.A. Fool

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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the gnarled leprechaun inhaled too much toxic yet odourless
     
  18. StephenSLR

    StephenSLR Member

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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the gnarled leprechaun inhaled too much toxic yet odourless microbial faecal matter.
     
  19. wm_crash

    wm_crash JaKoo-Zee MC

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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the gnarled leprechaun inhaled too much toxic yet odourless microbial faecal matter.

    The foot soldiers
     
  20. StephenSLR

    StephenSLR Member

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    One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the One day in a cold place there was this fat hairy dude with a sword and an axe both painted pink. He wore a skirt of fire that accentuated his hips because it looked like a large mangosteen was shoved and simply put all ladies into hysterical laughter at the very first sight of him. But then it grew dark and without any warning a huge Viking holding an enormous Turnip came charging down the bloodsoaked goat riddled alley.

    He glanced at a mantic midget that stood on a great elephant dropping, pleasantly smiling because he finally soaked his pants, which were before just very very full of warpaint and turnip seeds.

    Despite everything, he could have said that his life long mission had been to wash his mama's underwear but not today - today he wanted go and look what this girl was doing with some longer pen-feather shaped cucumber.

    Completely scared he greeted the Viking, the girl screamed, the midget fainted and the sky had turned black. Black birds were black as a big scary raven is scary, however the birds turned to face the fire wind which farted from the high volcano mountains that stood high into the clear unpolluted southern sky.

    Huge green palms moving sensually in a hurry, because they forgot to get their colour the girl frowned on her own female curves.
    However, the hands that feed the dog were caring gently considering how evil the thoughts in the girl's head had been moments, or seconds ago.

    The viking lunged at the girl, releasing his turnip willing to scare away all the bad spirits in the cave where sun doesn´t shine when the clouds disappear from the silent sky and when wind blows away all hope of life in just one second.

    The girl outmanoeuvred the evil fate that pursued her and her family, all of whom had previously perished in the terrible Itchburn Orifice plague started by notorious leper gynaecologists that wrestled bears naked. The bears then turned on a group of bards and started singing to lure unsuspecting arachibutyrophobian pink dragons.

    "The dragons devoured me. 'Twas gory", recalled one bard while being drunk. The second one was a bit less drunk but he still managed to throw up all over the yellow and green coloured t-shirt that covered some huge platinum sold asscheeks smelling like rotten Kangaroos and Tomatos.

    Raging down the steep mountain slope a snowball collected bottles of beer, rocking horses and fifteen aggresive badgers before it crashed unraveling the core of a newspaper wrapped smoked haddock. Looking from above there was nothing but vast nothingness, he was shocked to see a violent tornado form from his flatulence. Green toxic gasses were fastly released, eliminating his odour without any warning. Odourless yet toxic, the gnarled leprechaun inhaled too much toxic yet odourless microbial faecal matter.

    The foot soldiers surrendered their weapons

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