asianmommy
04-16-2008, 07:58 PM
Her husband died via cranial explosion but he said before he died "I love you" Sausage roll maker Fancies the wife wants her to fix his fridge so he can chill his sausages in barbecue sauce because the kittens were quite invisible were full of angst, and they cried kitten tears of pure molten which burnt holes in the sausages! The kittens, however loved burnt sausages! But the wife would not fix a new plate of sausages for but the kitties the kittens to fight over whilst Narfing The World!!! Meanwhile, the world was slowly heating due to increases In the budget
“The Prophecy Begins!”
“Really? Fetch popcorn!”
“I WANTS BUTTER!” only had toffee up his nose sneezing over the breached hydroelectric dam of imminent ruage in Al’s butt with hot sauce! and french fries! Poutine for All! Going to the techno gay bar to murder the friggen country DJ!! for being an epileptic spastic dweeb of DOOOOM. Then suddenly the kittens grew mustaches and cavorted around in a vain effort to gain some peas and carrots for their sausage fest. Then suddenly, in an unexpected Burst of Sparkles Mike exploded and showered everyone in sparkles! of course sparkles set fires, kittens forshadow the apocolyptical arrival of Gorgoroth the Destroyer!
“Cutetopolypse!” Prophet cried.
People mocked him. But they learned how cute kittens can destroy society Paws of Doom! with three spoons full of milk and the brains of Gravyboy’s Auntie! A saviour had not yet appeared A hero was on the horizen! The masses flocked to greet the Robert E. Lee Only it wasn’t instead, it was the titanic, which Sank as usual. The End ? I hope so.
Then suddenly the Forum said UH-UH!! Kitty! Raged because Al said she “<censored for obscenity>” which we never stick in the unmentionables. We learnt to swing for our crimes only until we’re paid. Boom boom boom went the marching orangutan fairy band. The fair band had travelled from far off places to witness the prophet’s consumption of highly dubious concoctions of pixy stix and fermented honey with a little yellow fairy on the side. Elephants wore pink tutus which were followed closely by broom – witches dressed like king prawn salad see attatched photo. Suddenly, like a rabid exploding sloth on a Cadillac’s grill at eighty minutes past thirteen while the moon Turned pink, heralding the dreadnaught of the Kittengirl Navy! Hurling with grace past the brightand the stupid go the 300! Canons to the line, make for the dessert line but suddenly, the Ecclairs turned BAD! Meanwhile, in the crossdressing devil’s panties something was stirring except that mouse.
“Don’t drink the orange smoothies! They’re filled with cats!”
The dancers laughed... until they realized they drank the orange cat smoothies! For The Pureed!!! They then pooped like tiny balloons purple poopie puppies. Meanwhile, the sausages turned green with teeming miniscule frogs grossing Leffy out while touching her mighty broom of eternally painful beatdowns with amphibeous appendages. Suddenly bucket man squealed extra girly.
Then Leffy said “Oh bucket man great Googly Mooglie!” He pounced her Manhole sized nipples.
Somewhere in space two rocks collided with a gargantuan robot named Sarah The Unstoppable Milkmaid and Part-time Soda Vending Machine. Sarah launched her massive cans at the rock monsters from the planet of giant ducks. RC Carbonated Milk was not involved. by the time the lady arrived to meet our various pathetic wreches there was no cheese muppet smell sadly, the smell wasn’t from the approaching hero’s socks. rather the armpits of the fowel from the murder of smokey the the bear and the bandit. Chief there was no pile of boogers in the big red Santa’s bag stolen by HamaEstra squire of Hamtaro Kicker of crotches. Massmurdering muffins is very tasty! Especially when made with beer from sweaty gym socks. so run as fast as michael Jackson when being all the underage boys in bed dancing on the Playa at Burningman! Burning down everything except the cowshed cuz that’s where Monica went down into the caves to find her boyfriend’s false teeth had been converted into html files by the Evil Mister Monkey Head Super science scillons cost Mike billions in internet stocks! that he wipes his butt with. Saddly, the bubble boy of Birmingham ran into the wall on the postoffice rubber band building. it went “SPOING” and catapulted him to the nether world of Amsterdam where pot brownies call kettle pixies cost 50 HP and make hallucinations like this thread.
most of the fruit in my cat has exploded to a nice happy Irish tune about leprechauns and the time she brought a boy In a store That sells hardware except that his was more like hardwire that connects his Mouth to the Ass of Summoning!
Thinking quickly, he grabbed a chainsaw and some walnuts which were illegal because the nuts were prototypes for top secret government Human Neuticle Expiriments. Men in black try to erase the evidence of the porn on your grandma’s shiny forehead.
Grandma got run to the police because she killed the disco craze. It was her in the platforms with the blood of John Travolta On her platforms! Oh the humanity cried Tom Brokov as he combed the personal ads for Tom Brokaw
“I love myself” figuratively and literally in vague terms said the smelly Iguana of doom –skill4 –respawn –skip14 Meanwhile, Mark Thatcher ... formerly margaret Thatcher ... now Boris Yeltzin wore a pretty deep grove in the cement walkway where the hero Sir jeremy Clement had just laid Fly fishing plans for all those shiny golden pixies and their dark purple velvet wings of DOOM that drive trout crazy! Sexy, sexy trout mmmmm trout....uh
Now these messages!
Have bugs there?
Annoying underwear arachnids?
Biting your privates?
Drinking your blood?
The we reccomend!
BUG BANISHING BALM blasts bugs away before you can see Dani Filth’s tribute to the Blue Oyster Cult.
UPS delivered bullets to Mike’s house, too bad Mike got 90mm shells and a puppy. The puppy liked burning things with happy love rays from a thong-reactor But! Then the sparrow of racism rapped a little about how the underpands of doom Stole his manhood! Meanwhile, back at “Welcome Home” party Evil was lurking in the bath as sodium hydrocloride it raised one finger, and spoke in a rich gravelly hoarse voice:
“MY rubber ducky” brings ALL the boys to the Oval Cricket Ground at the nearest capital of England. Kitty and Shea were completely innocent!! Well... not completely. seeing as they had a hand in the flouncing of all the purple space monkeys. Other moral outrages, created here daily, were overlooked becuse a large lavalamp burst into song Which was unexpected. Authorities suspect catgirls in the snogging of wayward Australians but realized nobody they snogged back!! Much to the consternation of the wayward Australians.
“Bah Humbug”, said scrooge mcduck in his scneted bubblebath. Plutonian Space Monkey Edward the Strange are the wayward pickle of joy which disclaimed that the grammar pirate was a filthy WHORE! And he touched ninjas inappropriately with his helmet. His MAGIG Helmet! which was small but it worked since he knew all the words to Iron Maiden’s to waltzing matilda a strange combination which rocked supremely. and blew minds all over the Astroturf. Thinking quickly, Shea and Kitty!, grabbed a broom that was Leffy’s who was last seen sweeping radioactive killer bunnies of polka dot land Polka land had suffered recent coups from the mime tuba liberation front!
Their mime guns ooompah’d while they paisley’d the moores and sang songs about underwear sales. The bunnies launched an unexpected attack against the peeps in neon pink rhunestone-studded ninja fell before the mighty farts of zaphod beble brox impersonators convention that recited horrible poetry while eating toast in the middle of a stampede to achieve enlightenment
He expectadly failed, then ran from, a horde of angry Yougoslavian schoolteachers. They had rulers and rule books with sharp teeth and ate babies who didn’t cry but instead raged. About oil prices they cared little. They couldn’t drive. there parents fled far from the rule of law into the smelly arms of pirates of steam ships and explodie marshmellows From the Sta-Puft marshmallow man eats marshmallow’s... obviously. I am waaaay too smart for this contraption, he cries. and then died. of slef (self) mastication All that remained was chewed self. His heirs, sickened by the smell of flesh and cookies, went to barns and noble to browse for the Doomed book. Written by the master of hell with lime crayons. and no foresight. to envision futures as forsight does. as foresight likes we all suffered the screams from within our own Minds of mice Yearning for Fromage eating up cabbage and then farting.
Because everything always is better with random bodily functions stinking things up. Or they say The greatest wind from the southerlies brings a stench of cavernous assmeats. People like to eat Carters Little brother on fried toast with mustard. And red beats blue in the edges where mold Mold grows complacently. Complacent like men because the women are vigorously working the lecherous practice of posting pictures of flowery clad dress wearing keega doing the conga with his pet dog eating bacon and spelling incorrectly but still remembering his memories of wearing a dress. That’s when Kia started a rumba and cuddled with the lucky people unfortunately Al was not wearing pants and his kilt beckoned to jailbait who teased him with Razorjak centerfolds until he then unfolded his own and all Screamed!!!
rum and scotch with tiny umbrellas tiny green umbrellas with smiling pandas smiling EEEEEVIL pandas. Those pandas killed kitties with their pure evil ways. At Last! He Sliped on a Banana and crushed his mp3 player with his rather large hammer of love which had slipped from his kilt and hit some weird old lady.
Her chincilla jumped and bit his foot. pissed and shapeshited into a large cannon of cat girl fury which ate the left footed wiener of the neighboring post-apocalyptic disaster cat while looking for suggestive Crayseyal centerfolds! Meanwhile, in Yemen they danced for hairy doom fell from the sky. That’s when Mike on his bike, triped on toadstools found a goomba and ate sausages on the stage to the cheers of adoring cats
(4/16/2008 - 4pm ish EST)
“The Prophecy Begins!”
“Really? Fetch popcorn!”
“I WANTS BUTTER!” only had toffee up his nose sneezing over the breached hydroelectric dam of imminent ruage in Al’s butt with hot sauce! and french fries! Poutine for All! Going to the techno gay bar to murder the friggen country DJ!! for being an epileptic spastic dweeb of DOOOOM. Then suddenly the kittens grew mustaches and cavorted around in a vain effort to gain some peas and carrots for their sausage fest. Then suddenly, in an unexpected Burst of Sparkles Mike exploded and showered everyone in sparkles! of course sparkles set fires, kittens forshadow the apocolyptical arrival of Gorgoroth the Destroyer!
“Cutetopolypse!” Prophet cried.
People mocked him. But they learned how cute kittens can destroy society Paws of Doom! with three spoons full of milk and the brains of Gravyboy’s Auntie! A saviour had not yet appeared A hero was on the horizen! The masses flocked to greet the Robert E. Lee Only it wasn’t instead, it was the titanic, which Sank as usual. The End ? I hope so.
Then suddenly the Forum said UH-UH!! Kitty! Raged because Al said she “<censored for obscenity>” which we never stick in the unmentionables. We learnt to swing for our crimes only until we’re paid. Boom boom boom went the marching orangutan fairy band. The fair band had travelled from far off places to witness the prophet’s consumption of highly dubious concoctions of pixy stix and fermented honey with a little yellow fairy on the side. Elephants wore pink tutus which were followed closely by broom – witches dressed like king prawn salad see attatched photo. Suddenly, like a rabid exploding sloth on a Cadillac’s grill at eighty minutes past thirteen while the moon Turned pink, heralding the dreadnaught of the Kittengirl Navy! Hurling with grace past the brightand the stupid go the 300! Canons to the line, make for the dessert line but suddenly, the Ecclairs turned BAD! Meanwhile, in the crossdressing devil’s panties something was stirring except that mouse.
“Don’t drink the orange smoothies! They’re filled with cats!”
The dancers laughed... until they realized they drank the orange cat smoothies! For The Pureed!!! They then pooped like tiny balloons purple poopie puppies. Meanwhile, the sausages turned green with teeming miniscule frogs grossing Leffy out while touching her mighty broom of eternally painful beatdowns with amphibeous appendages. Suddenly bucket man squealed extra girly.
Then Leffy said “Oh bucket man great Googly Mooglie!” He pounced her Manhole sized nipples.
Somewhere in space two rocks collided with a gargantuan robot named Sarah The Unstoppable Milkmaid and Part-time Soda Vending Machine. Sarah launched her massive cans at the rock monsters from the planet of giant ducks. RC Carbonated Milk was not involved. by the time the lady arrived to meet our various pathetic wreches there was no cheese muppet smell sadly, the smell wasn’t from the approaching hero’s socks. rather the armpits of the fowel from the murder of smokey the the bear and the bandit. Chief there was no pile of boogers in the big red Santa’s bag stolen by HamaEstra squire of Hamtaro Kicker of crotches. Massmurdering muffins is very tasty! Especially when made with beer from sweaty gym socks. so run as fast as michael Jackson when being all the underage boys in bed dancing on the Playa at Burningman! Burning down everything except the cowshed cuz that’s where Monica went down into the caves to find her boyfriend’s false teeth had been converted into html files by the Evil Mister Monkey Head Super science scillons cost Mike billions in internet stocks! that he wipes his butt with. Saddly, the bubble boy of Birmingham ran into the wall on the postoffice rubber band building. it went “SPOING” and catapulted him to the nether world of Amsterdam where pot brownies call kettle pixies cost 50 HP and make hallucinations like this thread.
most of the fruit in my cat has exploded to a nice happy Irish tune about leprechauns and the time she brought a boy In a store That sells hardware except that his was more like hardwire that connects his Mouth to the Ass of Summoning!
Thinking quickly, he grabbed a chainsaw and some walnuts which were illegal because the nuts were prototypes for top secret government Human Neuticle Expiriments. Men in black try to erase the evidence of the porn on your grandma’s shiny forehead.
Grandma got run to the police because she killed the disco craze. It was her in the platforms with the blood of John Travolta On her platforms! Oh the humanity cried Tom Brokov as he combed the personal ads for Tom Brokaw
“I love myself” figuratively and literally in vague terms said the smelly Iguana of doom –skill4 –respawn –skip14 Meanwhile, Mark Thatcher ... formerly margaret Thatcher ... now Boris Yeltzin wore a pretty deep grove in the cement walkway where the hero Sir jeremy Clement had just laid Fly fishing plans for all those shiny golden pixies and their dark purple velvet wings of DOOM that drive trout crazy! Sexy, sexy trout mmmmm trout....uh
Now these messages!
Have bugs there?
Annoying underwear arachnids?
Biting your privates?
Drinking your blood?
The we reccomend!
BUG BANISHING BALM blasts bugs away before you can see Dani Filth’s tribute to the Blue Oyster Cult.
UPS delivered bullets to Mike’s house, too bad Mike got 90mm shells and a puppy. The puppy liked burning things with happy love rays from a thong-reactor But! Then the sparrow of racism rapped a little about how the underpands of doom Stole his manhood! Meanwhile, back at “Welcome Home” party Evil was lurking in the bath as sodium hydrocloride it raised one finger, and spoke in a rich gravelly hoarse voice:
“MY rubber ducky” brings ALL the boys to the Oval Cricket Ground at the nearest capital of England. Kitty and Shea were completely innocent!! Well... not completely. seeing as they had a hand in the flouncing of all the purple space monkeys. Other moral outrages, created here daily, were overlooked becuse a large lavalamp burst into song Which was unexpected. Authorities suspect catgirls in the snogging of wayward Australians but realized nobody they snogged back!! Much to the consternation of the wayward Australians.
“Bah Humbug”, said scrooge mcduck in his scneted bubblebath. Plutonian Space Monkey Edward the Strange are the wayward pickle of joy which disclaimed that the grammar pirate was a filthy WHORE! And he touched ninjas inappropriately with his helmet. His MAGIG Helmet! which was small but it worked since he knew all the words to Iron Maiden’s to waltzing matilda a strange combination which rocked supremely. and blew minds all over the Astroturf. Thinking quickly, Shea and Kitty!, grabbed a broom that was Leffy’s who was last seen sweeping radioactive killer bunnies of polka dot land Polka land had suffered recent coups from the mime tuba liberation front!
Their mime guns ooompah’d while they paisley’d the moores and sang songs about underwear sales. The bunnies launched an unexpected attack against the peeps in neon pink rhunestone-studded ninja fell before the mighty farts of zaphod beble brox impersonators convention that recited horrible poetry while eating toast in the middle of a stampede to achieve enlightenment
He expectadly failed, then ran from, a horde of angry Yougoslavian schoolteachers. They had rulers and rule books with sharp teeth and ate babies who didn’t cry but instead raged. About oil prices they cared little. They couldn’t drive. there parents fled far from the rule of law into the smelly arms of pirates of steam ships and explodie marshmellows From the Sta-Puft marshmallow man eats marshmallow’s... obviously. I am waaaay too smart for this contraption, he cries. and then died. of slef (self) mastication All that remained was chewed self. His heirs, sickened by the smell of flesh and cookies, went to barns and noble to browse for the Doomed book. Written by the master of hell with lime crayons. and no foresight. to envision futures as forsight does. as foresight likes we all suffered the screams from within our own Minds of mice Yearning for Fromage eating up cabbage and then farting.
Because everything always is better with random bodily functions stinking things up. Or they say The greatest wind from the southerlies brings a stench of cavernous assmeats. People like to eat Carters Little brother on fried toast with mustard. And red beats blue in the edges where mold Mold grows complacently. Complacent like men because the women are vigorously working the lecherous practice of posting pictures of flowery clad dress wearing keega doing the conga with his pet dog eating bacon and spelling incorrectly but still remembering his memories of wearing a dress. That’s when Kia started a rumba and cuddled with the lucky people unfortunately Al was not wearing pants and his kilt beckoned to jailbait who teased him with Razorjak centerfolds until he then unfolded his own and all Screamed!!!
rum and scotch with tiny umbrellas tiny green umbrellas with smiling pandas smiling EEEEEVIL pandas. Those pandas killed kitties with their pure evil ways. At Last! He Sliped on a Banana and crushed his mp3 player with his rather large hammer of love which had slipped from his kilt and hit some weird old lady.
Her chincilla jumped and bit his foot. pissed and shapeshited into a large cannon of cat girl fury which ate the left footed wiener of the neighboring post-apocalyptic disaster cat while looking for suggestive Crayseyal centerfolds! Meanwhile, in Yemen they danced for hairy doom fell from the sky. That’s when Mike on his bike, triped on toadstools found a goomba and ate sausages on the stage to the cheers of adoring cats
(4/16/2008 - 4pm ish EST)