One word at a time story

[Prince Sphinc-Tor]

12 million years ago to-day, Tipper ripped her own copy of The Bush Files. Stupidly thinking about how ridiculous intellectual beings and rubber-duckies seemed, Tipper was reserved to toilet-paper for homeless duckies. Later, he gingerly took seventy-seven parrots and ate recyclables in Dog feces. No good came of this, but ended quite beautifully. Tomorrow, we finally conclude with a perversely chipmunk related dinner, including Roasted Chestnuts, Pickled Filberts, fricasseed bread, feces-ish chocolate, and lots of pressure-cooked eggplant. For recipes, for parties, try marinating socks with monkey brains and generous sprinklings of toad hearts. That could go light-years beyond hell! Cat-crap covering our fence doesn't help chickens lay shiny yet Rush-like CD's.

 

Then, moon craters effervesced apparently, but Neil didn't want cheese with mold because it's not good for throwing; it's better to eat than throw. Unless you buy Stilton, fishy goo disguised as cheese. This would certainly taste better ordinarily. Sometimes cheese becomes not-so-sterile and moldy. Half-assed drunk bastards took marmalade and threw heaps of dog-shit on the air-mattress. Now floating through space in different dimensions, wax-paper sticks are quite likely to wedge themselves between the sun and the moon.

 

Geddy thrusted dirty looks into chasms. Meanwhile stallions reared their asses as high as eternity before mosquitoes chomped on their cahonies. Nevertheless, ductile beams who resemble zebras testes realized nothing appeared to be approaching the speed of galloping Rush fans. Keep in fridges, cool heads prevailed until someone took a dump along a winding, ghostly into mannerisms unbefore a reality check kicked some obnoxious kid's ego into Bangkok's lamest Carnival in aeons. The RCA VCR hi-definition telestation demonstrated that even though hairy women shave sporadically, hairs have grown on certain body areas like the mouth, ears, nose, belly-button and kooch.

 

Women tend to eat when they are most dependent upon male "bonding". Sometimes when people chew steak, they spill juice into their pockets. Then they question how steak juice could stain pockets the cow made with its own tongue. Upon proceeding to their lair of sexual perversion, they frequently touch tongues to one another's unmentionable body areas to taste while stroking some melons through a glass straw. Surprisingly, these women refused treatment since they felt strangely agoraphobic, and particularly horny. Understandably frustrated at their inability to participate in multiple orgasms, these horny women use vibrating devices until they get so disoriented they refused to sleep. After much constipation, they eat nervously until vibrators dominate the daily habits of their 'downstairs'. Strangely enough, those mutations cause massive blood loss, resulting, unfortunately, in gangrenous types of injuries. Quickly, surgeons perform their operations slowly on their unsuspecting pets genitalia which damage certain mitochondria diseases which also mutates into gonorrhea. Treatment includes various exorcisms of gerbils, moose hair, and vodka.

 

Unfortunately, due to malignant narcissism, and the rhythm method, most highly recommended alchemists suggest rubbing roughly until chafing becomes internal and puss is congealing nicely within ones own uvula. This thread is starting to arouse many Forum Admins, viagara users, Mods, Rockers and bloviated politicians by sexual content. Unfortunately potatoes owned by musicians satisfy the curiosity of salesmen who taint unsuspecting college nymphomaniacs' meatballs. Tweakers contemplating longer redlights changing abruptly into footlong genitalia decided to eat nasty pecan pies while whistling dixie. Spontaneously combusting dictators dictating didacts during darkness dare freeze their doo-dads painfully.

 

Surely, after mega-doses of various consumables, the New England Patriots choked prodigiously on coconuts filled with chowder. The Giants midgets twist lemons against ripe hooters until they squirt milk from distant atmospheres. Meanwhile...

 

Superman flew dangerously above sea level until realising weed can add a lot of fun to almost any one's life. Yesterday Batman smashed Robin's left gonad, causing unexpected rectal drainage, but the Joker douched around only to bust Catwoman's balls. Catwoman's pierced nipples stood erect while venturing into Walmart's night-ware orgy of the discounted oil. Meanwhile, the manager was contemplating selling monkey custard despite turgid warnings, cheese niblets slaughtered wildebeest babies. Since Martha went smoking various salvia, cannulae, and pot, she evelated flatulently and expired. Yet unexpected methylmercaptans caused insomnia and irritability, priapism, impotence in sheep

 

 

 

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12 million years ago to-day, Tipper ripped her own copy of The Bush Files. Stupidly thinking about how ridiculous intellectual beings and rubber-duckies seemed, Tipper was reserved to toilet-paper for homeless duckies. Later, he gingerly took seventy-seven parrots and ate recyclables in Dog feces. No good came of this, but ended quite beautifully. Tomorrow, we finally conclude with a perversely chipmunk related dinner, including Roasted Chestnuts, Pickled Filberts, fricasseed bread, feces-ish chocolate, and lots of pressure-cooked eggplant. For recipes, for parties, try marinating socks with monkey brains and generous sprinklings of toad hearts. That could go light-years beyond hell! Cat-crap covering our fence doesn't help chickens lay shiny yet Rush-like CD's.

 

Then, moon craters effervesced apparently, but Neil didn't want cheese with mold because it's not good for throwing; it's better to eat than throw. Unless you buy Stilton, fishy goo disguised as cheese. This would certainly taste better ordinarily. Sometimes cheese becomes not-so-sterile and moldy. Half-assed drunk bastards took marmalade and threw heaps of dog-shit on the air-mattress. Now floating through space in different dimensions, wax-paper sticks are quite likely to wedge themselves between the sun and the moon.

 

Geddy thrusted dirty looks into chasms. Meanwhile stallions reared their asses as high as eternity before mosquitoes chomped on their cahonies. Nevertheless, ductile beams who resemble zebras testes realized nothing appeared to be approaching the speed of galloping Rush fans. Keep in fridges, cool heads prevailed until someone took a dump along a winding, ghostly into mannerisms unbefore a reality check kicked some obnoxious kid's ego into Bangkok's lamest Carnival in aeons. The RCA VCR hi-definition telestation demonstrated that even though hairy women shave sporadically, hairs have grown on certain body areas like the mouth, ears, nose, belly-button and kooch.

 

Women tend to eat when they are most dependent upon male "bonding". Sometimes when people chew steak, they spill juice into their pockets. Then they question how steak juice could stain pockets the cow made with its own tongue. Upon proceeding to their lair of sexual perversion, they frequently touch tongues to one another's unmentionable body areas to taste while stroking some melons through a glass straw. Surprisingly, these women refused treatment since they felt strangely agoraphobic, and particularly horny. Understandably frustrated at their inability to participate in multiple orgasms, these horny women use vibrating devices until they get so disoriented they refused to sleep. After much constipation, they eat nervously until vibrators dominate the daily habits of their 'downstairs'. Strangely enough, those mutations cause massive blood loss, resulting, unfortunately, in gangrenous types of injuries. Quickly, surgeons perform their operations slowly on their unsuspecting pets genitalia which damage certain mitochondria diseases which also mutates into gonorrhea. Treatment includes various exorcisms of gerbils, moose hair, and vodka.

 

Unfortunately, due to malignant narcissism, and the rhythm method, most highly recommended alchemists suggest rubbing roughly until chafing becomes internal and puss is congealing nicely within ones own uvula. This thread is starting to arouse many Forum Admins, viagara users, Mods, Rockers and bloviated politicians by sexual content. Unfortunately potatoes owned by musicians satisfy the curiosity of salesmen who taint unsuspecting college nymphomaniacs' meatballs. Tweakers contemplating longer redlights changing abruptly into footlong genitalia decided to eat nasty pecan pies while whistling dixie. Spontaneously combusting dictators dictating didacts during darkness dare freeze their doo-dads painfully.

 

Surely, after mega-doses of various consumables, the New England Patriots choked prodigiously on coconuts filled with chowder. The Giants midgets twist lemons against ripe hooters until they squirt milk from distant atmospheres. Meanwhile...

 

Superman flew dangerously above sea level until realising weed can add a lot of fun to almost any one's life. Yesterday Batman smashed Robin's left gonad, causing unexpected rectal drainage, but the Joker douched around only to bust Catwoman's balls. Catwoman's pierced nipples stood erect while venturing into Walmart's night-ware orgy of the discounted oil. Meanwhile, the manager was contemplating selling monkey custard despite turgid warnings, cheese niblets slaughtered wildebeest babies. Since Martha went smoking various salvia, cannulae, and pot, she evelated flatulently and expired. Yet unexpected methylmercaptans caused insomnia and irritability, priapism, impotence in sheep and

 

[BeOhBe Bob]

12 million years ago to-day, Tipper ripped her own copy of The Bush Files. Stupidly thinking about how ridiculous intellectual beings and rubber-duckies seemed, Tipper was reserved to toilet-paper for homeless duckies. Later, he gingerly took seventy-seven parrots and ate recyclables in Dog feces. No good came of this, but ended quite beautifully. Tomorrow, we finally conclude with a perversely chipmunk related dinner, including Roasted Chestnuts, Pickled Filberts, fricasseed bread, feces-ish chocolate, and lots of pressure-cooked eggplant. For recipes, for parties, try marinating socks with monkey brains and generous sprinklings of toad hearts. That could go light-years beyond hell! Cat-crap covering our fence doesn't help chickens lay shiny yet Rush-like CD's.

 

Then, moon craters effervesced apparently, but Neil didn't want cheese with mold because it's not good for throwing; it's better to eat than throw. Unless you buy Stilton, fishy goo disguised as cheese. This would certainly taste better ordinarily. Sometimes cheese becomes not-so-sterile and moldy. Half-assed drunk bastards took marmalade and threw heaps of dog-shit on the air-mattress. Now floating through space in different dimensions, wax-paper sticks are quite likely to wedge themselves between the sun and the moon.

 

Geddy thrusted dirty looks into chasms. Meanwhile stallions reared their asses as high as eternity before mosquitoes chomped on their cahonies. Nevertheless, ductile beams who resemble zebras testes realized nothing appeared to be approaching the speed of galloping Rush fans. Keep in fridges, cool heads prevailed until someone took a dump along a winding, ghostly into mannerisms unbefore a reality check kicked some obnoxious kid's ego into Bangkok's lamest Carnival in aeons. The RCA VCR hi-definition telestation demonstrated that even though hairy women shave sporadically, hairs have grown on certain body areas like the mouth, ears, nose, belly-button and kooch.

 

Women tend to eat when they are most dependent upon male "bonding". Sometimes when people chew steak, they spill juice into their pockets. Then they question how steak juice could stain pockets the cow made with its own tongue. Upon proceeding to their lair of sexual perversion, they frequently touch tongues to one another's unmentionable body areas to taste while stroking some melons through a glass straw. Surprisingly, these women refused treatment since they felt strangely agoraphobic, and particularly horny. Understandably frustrated at their inability to participate in multiple orgasms, these horny women use vibrating devices until they get so disoriented they refused to sleep. After much constipation, they eat nervously until vibrators dominate the daily habits of their 'downstairs'. Strangely enough, those mutations cause massive blood loss, resulting, unfortunately, in gangrenous types of injuries. Quickly, surgeons perform their operations slowly on their unsuspecting pets genitalia which damage certain mitochondria diseases which also mutates into gonorrhea. Treatment includes various exorcisms of gerbils, moose hair, and vodka.

 

Unfortunately, due to malignant narcissism, and the rhythm method, most highly recommended alchemists suggest rubbing roughly until chafing becomes internal and puss is congealing nicely within ones own uvula. This thread is starting to arouse many Forum Admins, viagara users, Mods, Rockers and bloviated politicians by sexual content. Unfortunately potatoes owned by musicians satisfy the curiosity of salesmen who taint unsuspecting college nymphomaniacs' meatballs. Tweakers contemplating longer redlights changing abruptly into footlong genitalia decided to eat nasty pecan pies while whistling dixie. Spontaneously combusting dictators dictating didacts during darkness dare freeze their doo-dads painfully.

 

Surely, after mega-doses of various consumables, the New England Patriots choked prodigiously on coconuts filled with chowder. The Giants midgets twist lemons against ripe hooters until they squirt milk from distant atmospheres. Meanwhile...

 

Superman flew dangerously above sea level until realising weed can add a lot of fun to almost any one's life. Yesterday Batman smashed Robin's left gonad, causing unexpected rectal drainage, but the Joker douched around only to bust Catwoman's balls. Catwoman's pierced nipples stood erect while venturing into Walmart's night-ware orgy of the discounted oil. Meanwhile, the manager was contemplating selling monkey custard despite turgid warnings, cheese niblets slaughtered wildebeest babies. Since Martha went smoking various salvia, cannulae, and pot, she evelated flatulently and expired. Yet unexpected methylmercaptans caused insomnia and irritability, priapism, impotence in sheep and split

 

[xredsectorx]

12 million years ago to-day, Tipper ripped her own copy of The Bush Files. Stupidly thinking about how ridiculous intellectual beings and rubber-duckies seemed, Tipper was reserved to toilet-paper for homeless duckies. Later, he gingerly took seventy-seven parrots and ate recyclables in Dog feces. No good came of this, but ended quite beautifully. Tomorrow, we finally conclude with a perversely chipmunk related dinner, including Roasted Chestnuts, Pickled Filberts, fricasseed bread, feces-ish chocolate, and lots of pressure-cooked eggplant. For recipes, for parties, try marinating socks with monkey brains and generous sprinklings of toad hearts. That could go light-years beyond hell! Cat-crap covering our fence doesn't help chickens lay shiny yet Rush-like CD's.

 

Then, moon craters effervesced apparently, but Neil didn't want cheese with mold because it's not good for throwing; it's better to eat than throw. Unless you buy Stilton, fishy goo disguised as cheese. This would certainly taste better ordinarily. Sometimes cheese becomes not-so-sterile and moldy. Half-assed drunk bastards took marmalade and threw heaps of dog-shit on the air-mattress. Now floating through space in different dimensions, wax-paper sticks are quite likely to wedge themselves between the sun and the moon.

 

Geddy thrusted dirty looks into chasms. Meanwhile stallions reared their asses as high as eternity before mosquitoes chomped on their cahonies. Nevertheless, ductile beams who resemble zebras testes realized nothing appeared to be approaching the speed of galloping Rush fans. Keep in fridges, cool heads prevailed until someone took a dump along a winding, ghostly into mannerisms unbefore a reality check kicked some obnoxious kid's ego into Bangkok's lamest Carnival in aeons. The RCA VCR hi-definition telestation demonstrated that even though hairy women shave sporadically, hairs have grown on certain body areas like the mouth, ears, nose, belly-button and kooch.

 

Women tend to eat when they are most dependent upon male "bonding". Sometimes when people chew steak, they spill juice into their pockets. Then they question how steak juice could stain pockets the cow made with its own tongue. Upon proceeding to their lair of sexual perversion, they frequently touch tongues to one another's unmentionable body areas to taste while stroking some melons through a glass straw. Surprisingly, these women refused treatment since they felt strangely agoraphobic, and particularly horny. Understandably frustrated at their inability to participate in multiple orgasms, these horny women use vibrating devices until they get so disoriented they refused to sleep. After much constipation, they eat nervously until vibrators dominate the daily habits of their 'downstairs'. Strangely enough, those mutations cause massive blood loss, resulting, unfortunately, in gangrenous types of injuries. Quickly, surgeons perform their operations slowly on their unsuspecting pets genitalia which damage certain mitochondria diseases which also mutates into gonorrhea. Treatment includes various exorcisms of gerbils, moose hair, and vodka.

 

Unfortunately, due to malignant narcissism, and the rhythm method, most highly recommended alchemists suggest rubbing roughly until chafing becomes internal and puss is congealing nicely within ones own uvula. This thread is starting to arouse many Forum Admins, viagara users, Mods, Rockers and bloviated politicians by sexual content. Unfortunately potatoes owned by musicians satisfy the curiosity of salesmen who taint unsuspecting college nymphomaniacs' meatballs. Tweakers contemplating longer redlights changing abruptly into footlong genitalia decided to eat nasty pecan pies while whistling dixie. Spontaneously combusting dictators dictating didacts during darkness dare freeze their doo-dads painfully.

 

Surely, after mega-doses of various consumables, the New England Patriots choked prodigiously on coconuts filled with chowder. The Giants midgets twist lemons against ripe hooters until they squirt milk from distant atmospheres. Meanwhile...

 

Superman flew dangerously above sea level until realising weed can add a lot of fun to almost any one's life. Yesterday Batman smashed Robin's left gonad, causing unexpected rectal drainage, but the Joker douched around only to bust Catwoman's balls. Catwoman's pierced nipples stood erect while venturing into Walmart's night-ware orgy of the discounted oil. Meanwhile, the manager was contemplating selling monkey custard despite turgid warnings, cheese niblets slaughtered wildebeest babies. Since Martha went smoking various salvia, cannulae, and pot, she evelated flatulently and expired. Yet unexpected methylmercaptans caused insomnia and irritability, priapism, impotence in sheep and split peas.

 

And with that, I think it's time to bring this one to a close. I know I didn't start it but I'm going to except full responsibility and shut er' down. Version 8.2 here we come!!