Re: We shall write a story, 5 words at a time.
Story so far.
"Once upon a time, there was a hot stripper who was jumping on a bed when suddenly out of nowhere a time portal had opened. Charlie Sheen sauntered out, smokin', bangin' his seven gram rocks cause that's how he rolls his joints in cigar paper. Even so, he wanted to do a backflip while singing a lullaby to his sweet dead wife and kids who have deceased in a disastrous accident involving a tiger, lube, and several hundred gigolos. A witness described the scene as the best damn thing to go to the pub. The strippers start to take a salamander and slip it between their toes while they scream like little bitches and writhe around in awkward discomfort. Then they arrow smashed my hooberous, and ate all of the unicorn crap that was penetrating kitten buttholes. In Soviet Russia, kittens penetrate his butthole as he screamed shrilly in another realm of disgusting erroneous monsters that feed on sex where only death could provide a divine sense of pleasure. Meanwhile, supermousie hides in a box on the corner hijacking the internet database on prolific posts on FFR's forum. Then the moderators try to act like they can IP"
ban his account when Supermousie
Story so far.
"Once upon a time, there was a hot stripper who was jumping on a bed when suddenly out of nowhere a time portal had opened. Charlie Sheen sauntered out, smokin', bangin' his seven gram rocks cause that's how he rolls his joints in cigar paper. Even so, he wanted to do a backflip while singing a lullaby to his sweet dead wife and kids who have deceased in a disastrous accident involving a tiger, lube, and several hundred gigolos. A witness described the scene as the best damn thing to go to the pub. The strippers start to take a salamander and slip it between their toes while they scream like little bitches and writhe around in awkward discomfort. Then they arrow smashed my hooberous, and ate all of the unicorn crap that was penetrating kitten buttholes. In Soviet Russia, kittens penetrate his butthole as he screamed shrilly in another realm of disgusting erroneous monsters that feed on sex where only death could provide a divine sense of pleasure. Meanwhile, supermousie hides in a box on the corner hijacking the internet database on prolific posts on FFR's forum. Then the moderators try to act like they can IP"
ban his account when Supermousie
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