I'll probably regret this...but I promised. Enjoy. Reference thread
NSFW language at times.
Once upon a midnight dreary, a creature moved about with a trout. The creature roared, “WHY TROUT WHY!? I NEVER DIE!” The trout then whimpered of pain then quickly ran (despite having fins) into an elephant. But then suddenly heard loud music of Justin Bieber. It started vomiting golden streams of Bieber fans cheering for the spy that Imperium sent, who then said, “What the fuck! I’m outta here!”. “Excuse me sir? Would you have any grey poupon?”. Because Flight 370 just appeared here. It was a miracle that glorious spehss mahreens were there to exterminate xeno scum, which turned out butter and cream. However, when they reached the banana when they flew, they saw something. It looked like the enormously huge Seung with his giant enormously huge Montoya teddy bear. With the kung-fu master behind him, who cried every he lifted his bottle of bourbon. Glorious in majesty, all he saw was creamed inside. He chanted chants to the next cuttlefish, but then he slapped it with his donkus.
Meanwhile, in sovjet, trouble was brewing. Was only hallucinate from the beginning. The fox jumped into the ground. The ass was magnificent for such a slutty buffalo. I was undeterred. I didn’t even lift, bro. Regardless of my gains, we replaced her in the fire of Mount Doom. Bilbo moaned and pulled out his grill to roast his great big buns in which he filled with...with a soft...soft with a creamy, yet sticky totally non-sexual fluid made of pudding.
Everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked! Now they have to resist, which is futile. Only if the mighty TEST Squadron could upgrade Auroras, but that all came flopping pathetically after tha emprah into the unknown land of Canadia...which are lame. FnarpNarp the Vampire-Troll, Fuhrer of the Southern Water Tribe, scratched his enormous testicles. The shark attached to which his ass was fat, so fat that the fat ass was the fattest ass to fat. Due to fat, the ass’ fat was pretty fat. Fat asses are shaking in the fat assed breeze. His milkshakes bring the fat asses to the yard, they’re like, “its ass so fat”.
Suddenly, Chris Roberts stepped down from GabeN’s gaming Valhalla to enlighten the BURNING HERETIC SCUM! “"EXTERMINATUS!" He ordered. The console peasants then discussed sexism while their mothers made sandwiches with Lauresh in the WOMENS ONLY GROUP, check your privilege you patriarchal shitlord. With the furious clapping of his glorious glorious euphoric Fedora in his hand (And his penis). Suddenly, ninjas happened out of nowhere using ninjutsu like electronic George Bush's wide, gaping oil filled butthole. Irregardless, our Auroras, the most magnificent North Korean rams, allahu Admiral Akbar. But it was a huge space undefeated by communism, which saved ‘Murica from the Goons.
Here we see a happy monkey in its natural state of decay. Because that's what this was heading from the start in the direction for the whole way off subject like most heretics. He then unzipped his very own glorious golden shirt, and revealed his SECRET RSI AURORA. The banana also had an aurora but it was a piece of magnificent engineering but its fatal flaw was its pilot who quite enjoyed the AuroraCrash app. Suddenly, out of bacon, he starved popped a magical banana for further betterment of man. Man was bettered, but no better than the ass who once thought that ROBINSON thought her ass was a very assworthy. “Not that again!”, he proclaimed! Slapping the bass enthusiastically, when suddenly a well endowed Octopus impregnated a walrus, creating a Walrocktopus. The men loaded up Pornhub, cocks waving in the majestic night breeze of Doom. The children ran in raining cocks, screaming Allah Akbah! JIHAD! ...wait a minute….that's kinda racist. Still, they continued their Holy War against rowdy comments. The nudging intensified. SEXUAL NUDGING INTENSIFIES. Bitter reprisal against the sex lords of Vatican City.
The reformed pilots tore at their beards in horror. That was when the Fire Nation adopted fluffy bunnies only to transform into something that can not be described without vulgarity. DominationAgenda, saddened that the southern water-tribe of the North of the South to the West to the east of Russian tank to the north ... they were lost in deep spehss. Finally they reached a massage parlour: "Seung's Pleasure Palace". In they went...and quickly left, shocked and disgusted. Seung went crusading back into the Abyss which was actually a massage parlor. Inside, he was greatly disappointed because the masseuse was called Eric "Wingman" Peterson! Soon Eric's dick grew into an Aurora , gloriously and valorously ramming into the Goons giant floppy.
MEANWHILE IN CANADA, "Star citizen, 'eh?". But Ned Stark lost his head in a game at the mall. Stupendous, Django commented "what in the flying dongers is this donger dongering?", he pondered FULLSTOP as his donger went straight through the roof of Seung's love palace. The children ran breathlessly towards the Rolf Harris lookalike, but they weren't scared of the weird towel alien because of their massive, undulating, testicles. All of the massive, undulating testicles which flopped around on everyone's face which was mildly changing the subject.
So Arena Commander would be delayed again and again until it wasn't. That was when, now is soon, soon is later and bacon is very freaking delicious. In other news, I'm drinking beer and purging xenos whilst Montoya's nipples tingle in joy at the sight of TEST Squardon!
NSFW language at times.
Once upon a midnight dreary, a creature moved about with a trout. The creature roared, “WHY TROUT WHY!? I NEVER DIE!” The trout then whimpered of pain then quickly ran (despite having fins) into an elephant. But then suddenly heard loud music of Justin Bieber. It started vomiting golden streams of Bieber fans cheering for the spy that Imperium sent, who then said, “What the fuck! I’m outta here!”. “Excuse me sir? Would you have any grey poupon?”. Because Flight 370 just appeared here. It was a miracle that glorious spehss mahreens were there to exterminate xeno scum, which turned out butter and cream. However, when they reached the banana when they flew, they saw something. It looked like the enormously huge Seung with his giant enormously huge Montoya teddy bear. With the kung-fu master behind him, who cried every he lifted his bottle of bourbon. Glorious in majesty, all he saw was creamed inside. He chanted chants to the next cuttlefish, but then he slapped it with his donkus.
Meanwhile, in sovjet, trouble was brewing. Was only hallucinate from the beginning. The fox jumped into the ground. The ass was magnificent for such a slutty buffalo. I was undeterred. I didn’t even lift, bro. Regardless of my gains, we replaced her in the fire of Mount Doom. Bilbo moaned and pulled out his grill to roast his great big buns in which he filled with...with a soft...soft with a creamy, yet sticky totally non-sexual fluid made of pudding.
Everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked! Now they have to resist, which is futile. Only if the mighty TEST Squadron could upgrade Auroras, but that all came flopping pathetically after tha emprah into the unknown land of Canadia...which are lame. FnarpNarp the Vampire-Troll, Fuhrer of the Southern Water Tribe, scratched his enormous testicles. The shark attached to which his ass was fat, so fat that the fat ass was the fattest ass to fat. Due to fat, the ass’ fat was pretty fat. Fat asses are shaking in the fat assed breeze. His milkshakes bring the fat asses to the yard, they’re like, “its ass so fat”.
Suddenly, Chris Roberts stepped down from GabeN’s gaming Valhalla to enlighten the BURNING HERETIC SCUM! “"EXTERMINATUS!" He ordered. The console peasants then discussed sexism while their mothers made sandwiches with Lauresh in the WOMENS ONLY GROUP, check your privilege you patriarchal shitlord. With the furious clapping of his glorious glorious euphoric Fedora in his hand (And his penis). Suddenly, ninjas happened out of nowhere using ninjutsu like electronic George Bush's wide, gaping oil filled butthole. Irregardless, our Auroras, the most magnificent North Korean rams, allahu Admiral Akbar. But it was a huge space undefeated by communism, which saved ‘Murica from the Goons.
Here we see a happy monkey in its natural state of decay. Because that's what this was heading from the start in the direction for the whole way off subject like most heretics. He then unzipped his very own glorious golden shirt, and revealed his SECRET RSI AURORA. The banana also had an aurora but it was a piece of magnificent engineering but its fatal flaw was its pilot who quite enjoyed the AuroraCrash app. Suddenly, out of bacon, he starved popped a magical banana for further betterment of man. Man was bettered, but no better than the ass who once thought that ROBINSON thought her ass was a very assworthy. “Not that again!”, he proclaimed! Slapping the bass enthusiastically, when suddenly a well endowed Octopus impregnated a walrus, creating a Walrocktopus. The men loaded up Pornhub, cocks waving in the majestic night breeze of Doom. The children ran in raining cocks, screaming Allah Akbah! JIHAD! ...wait a minute….that's kinda racist. Still, they continued their Holy War against rowdy comments. The nudging intensified. SEXUAL NUDGING INTENSIFIES. Bitter reprisal against the sex lords of Vatican City.
The reformed pilots tore at their beards in horror. That was when the Fire Nation adopted fluffy bunnies only to transform into something that can not be described without vulgarity. DominationAgenda, saddened that the southern water-tribe of the North of the South to the West to the east of Russian tank to the north ... they were lost in deep spehss. Finally they reached a massage parlour: "Seung's Pleasure Palace". In they went...and quickly left, shocked and disgusted. Seung went crusading back into the Abyss which was actually a massage parlor. Inside, he was greatly disappointed because the masseuse was called Eric "Wingman" Peterson! Soon Eric's dick grew into an Aurora , gloriously and valorously ramming into the Goons giant floppy.
MEANWHILE IN CANADA, "Star citizen, 'eh?". But Ned Stark lost his head in a game at the mall. Stupendous, Django commented "what in the flying dongers is this donger dongering?", he pondered FULLSTOP as his donger went straight through the roof of Seung's love palace. The children ran breathlessly towards the Rolf Harris lookalike, but they weren't scared of the weird towel alien because of their massive, undulating, testicles. All of the massive, undulating testicles which flopped around on everyone's face which was mildly changing the subject.
So Arena Commander would be delayed again and again until it wasn't. That was when, now is soon, soon is later and bacon is very freaking delicious. In other news, I'm drinking beer and purging xenos whilst Montoya's nipples tingle in joy at the sight of TEST Squardon!
