There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the bastard! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the bastard! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the bastard! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo.
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the bastard! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo. It smelled as
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the bastard! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo. It smelled as putrid as a
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the bastard! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo. It smelled as putrid as a jar of rotting
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the bastard! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo. It smelled as putrid as a jar of rotting worms that had
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the bastard! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo. It smelled as putrid as a jar of rotting worms that had been thrown up.
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the bastard! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo. It smelled as putrid as a jar of rotting worms that had been thrown up. The baby giraffe __________________
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the bastard! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo. It smelled as putrid as a jar of rotting worms that had been thrown up. The baby giraffe was killed by
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the b******! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo. It smelled as putrid as a jar of rotting worms that had been thrown up. The baby giraffe was killed by a serial rapist
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the b******! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo. It smelled as putrid as a jar of rotting worms that had been thrown up. The baby giraffe was killed by a serial rapist from craigslist who
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the b******! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo. It smelled as putrid as a jar of rotting worms that had been thrown up. The baby giraffe was killed by a serial rapist from craigslist who basted my hurumph!
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the b******! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo. It smelled as putrid as a jar of rotting worms that had been thrown up. The baby giraffe was killed by a serial rapist from craigslist who basted my hurumph! In conclusion, I
There I was, six feet under the garden shrubs, where I found a treasure chest. I opened it. Inside i found a talking bird, not a parrot, and evil turkey with sparkly purple bags filled with gold and ruby thanksgiving supporters lists. I asked it "Where did you leave the onions?" It awnsered "I killed your mother inside the kitchen with a tomatoe because you ate all the onions!" I like onions, especially when shoved you know where! On a different note, the bird flaps his wings and steals my kazoo, the b******! I swear, the bird played copacabana and it was The most amazing toe tapping tune the world has seen on facebook! Just then, I sneezed and something filled up my left front pocket. I put in my left hand and found onion. It was smushed against my pet rock who was busily gnawing upon my bright red smartphone. "Bad pet rock! Chew this!" Placing him down on the ground, where it would rest indefinitely, I proceeded to lick his bright-pink boots. Just then, my cell phone rang. "What is it?!" Got a earful from Barry Manilow, singing in falsetto, so I replied, "Not Copacabana again!" I tossed the magic giraffe egg under my eyeball. I was high! Then it hatched. It was a bit painful, pushing through my shell. My eye bled out green goo. It smelled as putrid as a jar of rotting worms that had been thrown up. The baby giraffe was killed by a serial rapist from craigslist who basted my hurumph! In conclusion, I killed myself immediately.
3 Word Story! (part 2) So, since the other thread by ArtWander ended with the main character... Well, I won't give anything away, but let's start with a new one. Here's how this works. I will start a story with three words, and each post adds 3 words to the story. Here goes: Frank knew a
Haha, good to see another completely random, forum-generated story come to a close! Thanks for making another one funky Anyway, here goes round two! ____________________________________________ Frank knew a talking sea bass
Frank knew a talking sea bass who could fly. One fine day, he decided to try to fly. _______________________________________________________________________ Only a couple posts in and we already sound like we're high.
Frank knew a talking sea bass who could fly. One fine day, he decided to try to fly. But the weather wasn't conducive to
Frank knew a talking sea bass who could fly. One fine day, he decided to try to fly. But the weather wasn't conducive to electrically charge his
Frank knew a talking sea bass who could fly. One fine day, he decided to try to fly. But the weather wasn't conducive to flying machines, so...
