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RE: Three word story - Qwert - 09-09-2014
lampshade cake looking
RE: Three word story - CrimsonTideFan - 09-09-2014
thingamabob that couldn't
RE: Three word story - God-Emperor - 09-10-2014
A man were lacking in grammar und spelling had his German uncle Buy him a cheap car so he could fly down the highway east of omaha and ran into Unibot and Bels preparing their Campaign for TSP Delegate and Vice Delegate in a cake that hated pie and jumped jokingly over the fence. The sentence needed a reliable source and a more Conflated Paradigm Euphamism and nobody understood but nobody liked. Suddenly a removable piece of cheese was used violently against common sense without any lasting effect on the space time continuum. That's just ridiculous. Can you believe the continuum could not be effected regardless of the cheese being used against it? No, that doesn't seem right. It's wrong. It must be. And Mustn't Be. To be, or to not be a gem hat on top of A Bald Eagles left wing while reading yesterday's exciting fairy tale about monkeys and fishing And also rabbits. This story makes absolutely no sense, but it does make yogurt quite well, despite the dirty yogurt farmers. But they knew about the aliens who didnt know that the attack upon cake's reputation, but still they managed to destroy every single one of the green lawns at the distinguished pool laboratory that Walter White turned into his private toy store. It got weirder then the previous events because it had no cake to measure consistently then it exploded into a gigantic unholy pie demon that devoured everything Until the cake was finally slain by a dragon Made of ice-cream. It was the strangest thing to happen to someone. Once upon a time there was a pretty little tree with thousands of purple apples that turned green An utterly respectful old man said the chartreuse fruit was not what he was expecting. The last thing we need here is cake versus cake, but we had anticipated that pie a la cake is the single most important thing since ice-cream except for the globetrotter bag cleaner who stole all the gifts that Santa gave last winter to the cake angels and the last beer got drank quickly. He then wondered to beer or not to beer. But the real question is why or why not si pie banned? Then I noticed that it wasn't an actual drone, but it was as dumb as the Easter Bunny. Doom rained down from the only false cakeist idolator On the planet of the bunnies. A lone ranger rode his horse forcing an obvious confrontation with the false cake god. Who promptly left because of reasons unbeknownst to the foolish cake church. The lone ranger was accompanied by the Dread Pirate who had recently been accused of arson, murder, jaywalking, and of course the horrible crime that she committed. Then Ninjas appeared under the thin veil of mist of murky blackness, they sought only an end to violent Cakeist oppression caused by the glorious Ice-creamists movement, both of which needed to end. Before the worst outcome came upon Because they were unable to differentiate and always argumentative so they needed remedial judicious antidisestablishmentarianism to guide them away from Church of Cake cultism towards the light. of the Ice-creamists that were causing tiny winged puppies that were cute enough to eat. to be safe. What the frak? Was that noise! The light had finally dawned on the South Pacific, having people to lock this thread before it consumes more than clearly defined borders in Illogicaland, which is a magical place that deserves to only be forgotten, like this thread. The Thread, Unkillable by the nations of this region. and also moderators. That made no effort to lock this thread, unfortunately. some weird kind of admin policy was not what prevented the cromulence from occuring. It was the truth that binds us in one huge horizontal ladder climbing, which isn't exactly nice to know. 'Why?' you may burning brand of not making sense. In the end of time lies the end of space and all that was surrounding it. Alas, the chicken appeared and was beheaded by the farmer. who had a cute three words...No, two words. Why not one? 'Cause it's called three word story. 'Exactly,' said the my little pony. Not yours, mine! Unless, you want to share the onies with me. Whatever that means. Speaking of which, if ya edit it doesn't edit, which defeats the porpuse of editing, unless you're a admin, where instead run-on sentences, ya need to end. This whole story is now ending. Lock this thread! Sadly such divine inspiration doesn't strike. Immortal the thread must still be 'till the end of all times 'cause there's more crud to come. Until then, we must not let the rebels rebel became a hot topic of conversation. Like Philosophy or lampshade drawing competition or disregardin' periods. of ups and fuck ups. Recursion. Recursion. Recursion. Platypus. Me and my miner's mining tools have nothin' to do with the ox and a box. I do crazy forum that was in a weird old man's coat that was smelling of evil socks and wine, which have a musty boat taste of eerily familiar Kris Kringle cologne It already smelt like our Santa's taint, the fleshy, musty, old smelly man smell that made your eyes water. Those tears then dropped so hard down my boots began to form around my really really awesome velociraptor that wanted to ponder questions in order to figure out why this story still kept on going when it should have already been locked and the posters stop posting 'cause they can't. The final sentence of this story shall by about this long, and will be incredibly pointless, just like the rest of this story has absolutely no point to it. It is finally over, or is it? The story suddenly ended, as it had gloriously begun. Pointless is as business minded as an art major, but to no point very pleasing, which doesn't make any sense whatsoever to even be an actual sentence. The turning point will never be said because of how horrible this story had ended. Yet people keep calculatin' soup mass, however that's done. Many tears have fallen from the always forgiving elderly man who couldn't remember how to ride a pony while managing taxes, which is easier to accomplish if the pony is doomed to fail in the Triple then a delegate wanted to dance with the Minister of Foreign Affairs while trying to do the best posting ever in the world of palm trees and sand and lots of weird young girls standing around.the corner to that really awesome unicorn that had seventeen horns on a painting hanging inside its flying super thunder dome cleaning challenge drone that tried to make a wish and also tried wood chopping. Recently while attempting to browse this thread and also try to lock it while attempting to destroy the forum and also tried recursion and also than to use an extremely strange sonic screwdriver while. No. Just no. Meanwhile, in another bad spam thread, Tom Baker thought one was worse to pilot the thread into the Enterprise's warp when I said "Firefly" everyone beamed down into the sun and screamed because their flesh melted so Spock called and got killed but regenerated as Spock. Everybody else got beamed on the sun, like the baby seagull flies with the order of the Brilliant Senior Cabinet, understandably loosing every single time The singularity overcame its power of attracting opposing natural forces that have three joints of free fall of the crazy people of the Republic of Kringalia. But now that sailing did not cause the tremendous Desolation of Smaug, but Silence of an old Hobbit from the Shire, but Sauron was confused with what was happening in Patagonya therefore he took a Book and Quill and wrote "Here or There?" Looking to end this fine example of Patagonya at it's finest postscript writing and their awesome post postscripts, which, however irregular, clarifies that she did, in fact, suck. Her disadvantage led a straw to be used instead. Suddenly, Notch made a completely useless post, just like expected by the very person posting. As always he worked on Minecraft, while also trying to create a lampshade cake looking thingamabob that couldn't possibly be a ...
RE: Three word story - The Solar System Scope - 09-11-2014
creation of Dr.
RE: Three word story - God-Emperor - 09-11-2014
A man were lacking in grammar und spelling had his German uncle Buy him a cheap car so he could fly down the highway east of omaha and ran into Unibot and Bels preparing their Campaign for TSP Delegate and Vice Delegate in a cake that hated pie and jumped jokingly over the fence. The sentence needed a reliable source and a more Conflated Paradigm Euphamism and nobody understood but nobody liked. Suddenly a removable piece of cheese was used violently against common sense without any lasting effect on the space time continuum. That's just ridiculous. Can you believe the continuum could not be effected regardless of the cheese being used against it? No, that doesn't seem right. It's wrong. It must be. And Mustn't Be. To be, or to not be a gem hat on top of A Bald Eagles left wing while reading yesterday's exciting fairy tale about monkeys and fishing And also rabbits. This story makes absolutely no sense, but it does make yogurt quite well, despite the dirty yogurt farmers. But they knew about the aliens who didnt know that the attack upon cake's reputation, but still they managed to destroy every single one of the green lawns at the distinguished pool laboratory that Walter White turned into his private toy store. It got weirder then the previous events because it had no cake to measure consistently then it exploded into a gigantic unholy pie demon that devoured everything Until the cake was finally slain by a dragon Made of ice-cream. It was the strangest thing to happen to someone. Once upon a time there was a pretty little tree with thousands of purple apples that turned green An utterly respectful old man said the chartreuse fruit was not what he was expecting. The last thing we need here is cake versus cake, but we had anticipated that pie a la cake is the single most important thing since ice-cream except for the globetrotter bag cleaner who stole all the gifts that Santa gave last winter to the cake angels and the last beer got drank quickly. He then wondered to beer or not to beer. But the real question is why or why not si pie banned? Then I noticed that it wasn't an actual drone, but it was as dumb as the Easter Bunny. Doom rained down from the only false cakeist idolator On the planet of the bunnies. A lone ranger rode his horse forcing an obvious confrontation with the false cake god. Who promptly left because of reasons unbeknownst to the foolish cake church. The lone ranger was accompanied by the Dread Pirate who had recently been accused of arson, murder, jaywalking, and of course the horrible crime that she committed. Then Ninjas appeared under the thin veil of mist of murky blackness, they sought only an end to violent Cakeist oppression caused by the glorious Ice-creamists movement, both of which needed to end. Before the worst outcome came upon Because they were unable to differentiate and always argumentative so they needed remedial judicious antidisestablishmentarianism to guide them away from Church of Cake cultism towards the light. of the Ice-creamists that were causing tiny winged puppies that were cute enough to eat. to be safe. What the frak? Was that noise! The light had finally dawned on the South Pacific, having people to lock this thread before it consumes more than clearly defined borders in Illogicaland, which is a magical place that deserves to only be forgotten, like this thread. The Thread, Unkillable by the nations of this region. and also moderators. That made no effort to lock this thread, unfortunately. some weird kind of admin policy was not what prevented the cromulence from occuring. It was the truth that binds us in one huge horizontal ladder climbing, which isn't exactly nice to know. 'Why?' you may burning brand of not making sense. In the end of time lies the end of space and all that was surrounding it. Alas, the chicken appeared and was beheaded by the farmer. who had a cute three words...No, two words. Why not one? 'Cause it's called three word story. 'Exactly,' said the my little pony. Not yours, mine! Unless, you want to share the onies with me. Whatever that means. Speaking of which, if ya edit it doesn't edit, which defeats the porpuse of editing, unless you're a admin, where instead run-on sentences, ya need to end. This whole story is now ending. Lock this thread! Sadly such divine inspiration doesn't strike. Immortal the thread must still be 'till the end of all times 'cause there's more crud to come. Until then, we must not let the rebels rebel became a hot topic of conversation. Like Philosophy or lampshade drawing competition or disregardin' periods. of ups and fuck ups. Recursion. Recursion. Recursion. Platypus. Me and my miner's mining tools have nothin' to do with the ox and a box. I do crazy forum that was in a weird old man's coat that was smelling of evil socks and wine, which have a musty boat taste of eerily familiar Kris Kringle cologne It already smelt like our Santa's taint, the fleshy, musty, old smelly man smell that made your eyes water. Those tears then dropped so hard down my boots began to form around my really really awesome velociraptor that wanted to ponder questions in order to figure out why this story still kept on going when it should have already been locked and the posters stop posting 'cause they can't. The final sentence of this story shall by about this long, and will be incredibly pointless, just like the rest of this story has absolutely no point to it. It is finally over, or is it? The story suddenly ended, as it had gloriously begun. Pointless is as business minded as an art major, but to no point very pleasing, which doesn't make any sense whatsoever to even be an actual sentence. The turning point will never be said because of how horrible this story had ended. Yet people keep calculatin' soup mass, however that's done. Many tears have fallen from the always forgiving elderly man who couldn't remember how to ride a pony while managing taxes, which is easier to accomplish if the pony is doomed to fail in the Triple then a delegate wanted to dance with the Minister of Foreign Affairs while trying to do the best posting ever in the world of palm trees and sand and lots of weird young girls standing around.the corner to that really awesome unicorn that had seventeen horns on a painting hanging inside its flying super thunder dome cleaning challenge drone that tried to make a wish and also tried wood chopping. Recently while attempting to browse this thread and also try to lock it while attempting to destroy the forum and also tried recursion and also than to use an extremely strange sonic screwdriver while. No. Just no. Meanwhile, in another bad spam thread, Tom Baker thought one was worse to pilot the thread into the Enterprise's warp when I said "Firefly" everyone beamed down into the sun and screamed because their flesh melted so Spock called and got killed but regenerated as Spock. Everybody else got beamed on the sun, like the baby seagull flies with the order of the Brilliant Senior Cabinet, understandably loosing every single time The singularity overcame its power of attracting opposing natural forces that have three joints of free fall of the crazy people of the Republic of Kringalia. But now that sailing did not cause the tremendous Desolation of Smaug, but Silence of an old Hobbit from the Shire, but Sauron was confused with what was happening in Patagonya therefore he took a Book and Quill and wrote "Here or There?" Looking to end this fine example of Patagonya at it's finest postscript writing and their awesome post postscripts, which, however irregular, clarifies that she did, in fact, suck. Her disadvantage led a straw to be used instead. Suddenly, Notch made a completely useless post, just like expected by the very person posting. As always he worked on Minecraft, while also trying to create a lampshade cake looking thingamabob that couldn't possibly be a creation of Dr. Mangala, famous for ...
RE: Three word story - Apad - 09-11-2014
studying chemical formulas
RE: Three word story - The Solar System Scope - 09-12-2014
when he is
RE: Three word story - Apad - 09-12-2014
preparing for test
RE: Three word story - The Solar System Scope - 09-13-2014
of the largest
RE: Three word story - Qwert - 09-13-2014
micro fracture created