The story game wrote:Vampirescu returned, carrying a larger than normal pile of gifts wrapped in sandpaper leftover from the party that HouseCrowd warned him not to go to for fear of ejonesss' porn party analogy that tells of broken porn toys used in paranoia, a small town just outside Schizophrenia whose townsfolk carry rubber masks of MrFred's imposter, Sam Elliott, who mysteriously appeared wearing only flip-flops made of plastic from said broken porn toys the skins of twice baked potatoes with blue cheese cake containing warning labels from China crisis fans careering wildly down the pool slide of doom.
Manatee love songs by Fartingbob and the Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band caused obsession among ovis aries molesters from Wales, who unconsciously began dematerialising like an enormous drug induced alpaca in breeding season.
Coincidently, one way tickets to Mars proved popular as prizes for plebs with priapismic panda porn peccadillos partly protruding pert posterior, profited from the selling of pork pies and monut holes to mounties on white horses riding into the abyss.
HouseCrowd's 3D printer printed 3D printers whose psychedelic ink was made from molten lava and plutomium for proper penetration of the politicians' petrified papers petition calling for eradication of alliteration and obliteration of aberration cessation as a nation.
Suddenly, catastrophic Bluetooth-enabled chicken magnets flushed remote controlled toilets, ensuring hilarity amongst the clergy, whose cassocks were home to several species of Testudines with gargantuan goolies tenaciously tucked into their turtle trousers, to prevent them from dangling in their tea bag assortment of doom.
The papal selfie incurred a PayPal sell fee of seven trillion Flanian pobble beads and a gallon of Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster decanted from the armpits of Vogons, where small lumps of green putty were poetically residing with crinkly bindlewurdles in thou expungiest quoopisk Fripping lyshus wimbgunts, and that.
Ejonesss' waterproof iPhone debacle, as it became known, was the funniest example yet of mammalian inconclusive forum fibbing, except for that time when Georgegad's god told Xenu that his wife's moustache was barely long enough to wipe the arse of a rat.
Stainless steel Man cans for spam fans were banned from the band stand until Russell Brand's ten grand reprimand got out of hand by using scanned farm land vandals as a gable to unscramble and mishandle Gandalf's sandals with four candles to brandle handles.
ejonesss' fusion reactor caused a gadget bypass which failed to defeat common sense before it was too late for his flight to Mars to be aborted while nearby drones disguised as The Pirate Bay hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't fly, and the reason why iPhones get phony ads about analog holes discussed in 1930's steganography clubs
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