Re: One Word Story!
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 4:29 am
but!
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Life
(and all it's wonderous aspects..this is just extra words)
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Re: One Word Story!
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 6:21 am
Re: One Word Story!
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 7:37 am
without
(need more words ummmmm ahhh noooo cant think of any )
(need more words ummmmm ahhh noooo cant think of any )
Re: One Word Story!
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 7:54 am
marshmelloes isn't
Re: One Word Story!
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 8:52 am
worth a yubo's piss.
(well seems that's what was expected)
(well seems that's what was expected)
Re: One Word Story!
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 2:59 pm
So says...
Re: One Word Story!
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 5:27 pm
the monk
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Re: One Word Story!
Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 5:15 am
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Re: One Word Story!
Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 4:59 pm
This seems done. Want to give a final recap Sasi? 
Re: One Word Story!
Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 7:08 pm
RYZOM will OPEN soon (tm) AND homins consequently shall Re-build friendships, alliances WITH duct tape and cowpat.
Yubos will take names and kill yubo's with orange melons. Cutes running around eating banana bread!!! and dreaming of Raj. However, sunce loses sanity; Jackoo gains fourty-five pictograms and decides to touch! him self!
All of a sudden someone enters the room! it isn't Boroshi it is Sunce. Now atys shall never Learn the truth about Sunce and boroshi. For after this Jacko's yubos shall feast upon the videotapes recorded by fornicating Gameforge owners determined to fail.
Then the police thought it was time for the rubber glove! Imagine their disappointment when the GF owners found nothing?-side down Cause everything was just in the right place. to have a PARTY! To celebrate the fifth installment of that bloody lightbulb.
Spiderweb decorated the servers for centuries AND capitalised On chartreuse that was in fact quite sentient. So sentient, that it tought MMORPG marketing in Cambridge in 45 realities. People are confused WHEN the sentient chartreuse decides to change its hat.
Specially if it sees an attractive trykerette bouncing a Kami in a hammock.
Suddenly, ale rains from (the) Karavaneer's mouths to King Yrkanis. Who shouts, "Marshmellows! Bean Dip! and Yelk Tea! pie! The evil 42° C - 107,6 F .... yes yes... the sun is smashing heads"
And then lewy was mature, hell froze over, and Killed by Still Wyler the last tryker whale hunter was left lying in the grass.
This all reminds me of rolling down wrapped up in a carpet. Incidentally, the carpet unfolded on to a haystack and rolled on to a pack of wild boar smelling the fish and chips. unless sally Sells cookies dipped in the Goo and flavoured with nuts and seeds and stinga rum. In which case you die. but! Life without marshmelloes isn't worth a yubo's piss.
So says the monk who's name is Adrian.
THE END!!!
((I take NO responsibility for the spelling, grammar, punctuation, or any other atrocities committed in the above. I would be thrown out of the Secret International English Majors' Cabal if I did.))
Yubos will take names and kill yubo's with orange melons. Cutes running around eating banana bread!!! and dreaming of Raj. However, sunce loses sanity; Jackoo gains fourty-five pictograms and decides to touch! him self!
All of a sudden someone enters the room! it isn't Boroshi it is Sunce. Now atys shall never Learn the truth about Sunce and boroshi. For after this Jacko's yubos shall feast upon the videotapes recorded by fornicating Gameforge owners determined to fail.
Then the police thought it was time for the rubber glove! Imagine their disappointment when the GF owners found nothing?-side down Cause everything was just in the right place. to have a PARTY! To celebrate the fifth installment of that bloody lightbulb.
Spiderweb decorated the servers for centuries AND capitalised On chartreuse that was in fact quite sentient. So sentient, that it tought MMORPG marketing in Cambridge in 45 realities. People are confused WHEN the sentient chartreuse decides to change its hat.
Specially if it sees an attractive trykerette bouncing a Kami in a hammock.
Suddenly, ale rains from (the) Karavaneer's mouths to King Yrkanis. Who shouts, "Marshmellows! Bean Dip! and Yelk Tea! pie! The evil 42° C - 107,6 F .... yes yes... the sun is smashing heads"
And then lewy was mature, hell froze over, and Killed by Still Wyler the last tryker whale hunter was left lying in the grass.
This all reminds me of rolling down wrapped up in a carpet. Incidentally, the carpet unfolded on to a haystack and rolled on to a pack of wild boar smelling the fish and chips. unless sally Sells cookies dipped in the Goo and flavoured with nuts and seeds and stinga rum. In which case you die. but! Life without marshmelloes isn't worth a yubo's piss.
So says the monk who's name is Adrian.
THE END!!!
((I take NO responsibility for the spelling, grammar, punctuation, or any other atrocities committed in the above. I would be thrown out of the Secret International English Majors' Cabal if I did.))