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I waz flyin' won day, in a cat, then it said MOO
Beat that
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I mash potatoes with my toes, would you like some?
Nobody makes better chicken salad than me, except, mom, dad, Bob, Bobby Joe, Bobby-Joe Joe-Bobby, Joe-Bobby-Saspirilla, Andy, Jim,Linda, Susanne, Jojo, Squidward, Regular-Ward, Cindy, James, Jacob, John, Ginger, Lane, etc.
I was in an in inn, but in the in inn, there was a miniature in inn, so it was an in inn, in an in inn.
I haz waffles.
Many years ago, before the internet and things like popcorn, or Netflix existed, when barbarians ruled the earth in search of twizzlers and blockbusters, a dynasty which is totally real and not made up, was ending.
The PyuPyu dynasty was, for very long, a strong dynasty. Though many had tried to conquer it, none prevailed. PyuPyu was once in between the QyuQyu and the Hax empires. There ruthless emperors were no match to the power of the trolls that the PyuPyu called upon. PyuPyu had grown much in size since these wars. They had enslaved the country of Fictionopia. Every day they stole thousands of men, women, children, and kittens to do slave labor.
The neighboring countries of Chenopia, Kookoostan, and others around took note of these crimes. They would not stand for such human right violations, because they didn?t think of it first. They waged a war, many who claimed was the stupidest thing since Kayne West was born. Outnumbered and completely surrounded, the first wave was crushed like Indian Jones?s head between Chuck Norris?s thighs. We will never know what happened next, as the truth is covered spoiler tags. However, only one army arose victorious. Who, when, and where are all mysteries.
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I was standing in the park wondering why frisbees got bigger as they get closer. Then it hit me.
I am mob, my dog is a meb, my cat is a mib, my elephant is a mub, he has a meb and a mob, and I have a mab, with a meb.
I shift
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That's pretty random in my opinion...
And then, the lampreys devoured every inch of the Twinrova, leaving nothing behind.
How can a cat moo when it meows to a dog that's a sheep saying moo?
Twice, a car was built inside an upside down house wich was in another universe, and there the laws of physics were green, and before 30 minutes after it was created, it said "Kabou!", and then flew across the candyland of Erdsa, located inside a piece of gold, which was purple, and could pass through any material. When that piece of gold passed through another piece of gold, it made a screamy noise, and apples flew around due to that.
NOT THE MOST RANDOM I COULD EVER IMAGINE, but quite random in my opinion.
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Apple trees can fly
Oh nose.
Lyrics to :
Sausage Eggs
by Angry German feat Keyboard Smasher
SAUSAGE EGGS
SAUSAGE EGGS
SAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUSAGE EGGS
SAUSAGE EGGS
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SAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUSAGE EGGS
SAUSAGE EGGS
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SAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUSAGE EGGS
SAUSAGE EGGS
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SAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUSAGE EGGS
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SAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUSAGE EGGS
SAUSAGE EGGS
SAUSAGE EGGS!!!
That is what you get.
y'all suck at this. clearly this thread was made for me anyways. *polite cough*
warning: somewhat crude and possibly inappropriate. you better not give me a damn warning.
thou who doth withers in the grass lacks the spirit, lacks the will, lacks the giant throbbing rhino phallus to enter the IHOP. and yet, as the genetically-engineered lemmings soar over thy head, thou continues to refuse to take thy large, bulbous **** off of the frog's futon and bring thyself the happiness available within thy wrinkly, shrunken hand's reach. the meth pancakes, as old as former president james madison but still as fresh as the new-born deer, beckons to thee. and yet thou refuses to go thither to where happiness lies in wait, and like the deer that is new to the world, you simply writhe like the flagellum of a sperm cell on the anurid's bed. and if thou shalt not accept the flapjacks, then so be it. but thou shall forever regret the moment thou allowed me to take the delicacy, for thou shalt suffer for eternity due to thy foolish apathy. and if thou comes hither to the doorstep of my jagged butte, thou shalt be disposed of by my pack of ravenous baboons for thy brazen haughtiness. now take the pastries of the morn or go, scallywag. the moment comes to now.
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A tree ate my biscuit.
A buiscuit ate my tree.
sometimes when i stick my pe*** in the snow my tes****es retract with such a force that it causes instantaneous ejaculation
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My snail's mom ate your snails' other mom, which its mom then came to heaven and fell off the cloud on Earth and started reaping peoples souls behind your saggy grandma's back before she was able to get the XBOX360 microsoft points, which was then transfered to the sewage system, which had to be cleaned out by a plumber. As of that moment, everybody in heaven, including Jesus, fell and they all flew into my dishwasher and clothes dryer, which started thinking of odd things. It heard curses, even in it's sleep. By the time krubby got out of the jagged buttes, C3po345 came up from the dead to make comics with me. On Earth as it is in heaven. The Holy Bible. Mr. Dinosaur. Teletubbies! Portal. Warp phrase. Present Participle. Incredible maddening odd skills. Community colleges. Mom. Pancakes. krubby. All of these things came out off jagged buttes, all behind your saggy grandma's back. As i said before, whatever can't come out of a jagged butte must be the plumber.
And Arceus, ROFL
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Last night, I lay in bed and look up at the stars and think, "where the hell is the ceiling!?".
^^^ lol
One fine day in the middle of night, two dead boys came out to fight. They didn't have weapons but got ready together. They drew their swords and shot eachother. If you don't believe this fairytale is true, ask the blind guy. He saw it too.
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