Post by Panax on Jun 15, 2005 15:37:23 GMT 1
Once upon a time a long table with food, on which chicken danced the conga in pink tutu’s, was stolen from the farmer, who had a thousand little zits on his bare ass, was served to the thief master.
He immediately ordered a bag off fluffy sheep coat for his chair in the room, because he really needed to poop in the big donkey barn.
Later, some koalas tried to steal bananas but failed miserably.
So the big thiefmaster bodyguard served the evil koala’s on a silver dish, garnished with two pounds of big, heavy and tasty bingo-playing shrimps. But also the chickens. Then BWM tried to stroke the Thiefmaster, Who didn't appreciate it, so he smited BWM who was very sad about this. Not that he had something to complain about since he changed sex when he was 12 and he never had any trouble getting sick.
Although it seems BWM really tried.
That's why he clubs Janna. Then the police gave him some bananas and pineapples. But he never threw them into a bowl of the punchbowl, instead he throws them in his backpack towards a "gravia". But then the storywriter thinks he hears the doorbell. The storywriter trips over his story and the story crashlands. BWM died. He died honorless as he deserved. No ponies or carrots shall be saved in this
derailed story, therefore we are already totally doomed. And no sugarcube can ever change that.
But then a vial of ink told an old pen to just bug of, cause he really had to spill some very acidic milk on his dad's brand new pajamas. After that it would go to BWM's grave to inspect it.
Rumours fried a car that owned five
tires. Meanwhile, a
grave-inspection took place
He immediately ordered a bag off fluffy sheep coat for his chair in the room, because he really needed to poop in the big donkey barn.
Later, some koalas tried to steal bananas but failed miserably.
So the big thiefmaster bodyguard served the evil koala’s on a silver dish, garnished with two pounds of big, heavy and tasty bingo-playing shrimps. But also the chickens. Then BWM tried to stroke the Thiefmaster, Who didn't appreciate it, so he smited BWM who was very sad about this. Not that he had something to complain about since he changed sex when he was 12 and he never had any trouble getting sick.
Although it seems BWM really tried.
That's why he clubs Janna. Then the police gave him some bananas and pineapples. But he never threw them into a bowl of the punchbowl, instead he throws them in his backpack towards a "gravia". But then the storywriter thinks he hears the doorbell. The storywriter trips over his story and the story crashlands. BWM died. He died honorless as he deserved. No ponies or carrots shall be saved in this
derailed story, therefore we are already totally doomed. And no sugarcube can ever change that.
But then a vial of ink told an old pen to just bug of, cause he really had to spill some very acidic milk on his dad's brand new pajamas. After that it would go to BWM's grave to inspect it.
Rumours fried a car that owned five
tires. Meanwhile, a
grave-inspection took place