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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Slim » Tue Dec 03, 2013 8:09 pm

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by CloudFlash » Tue Dec 03, 2013 8:50 pm

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Ænima » Tue Dec 03, 2013 8:59 pm

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Empyre » Wed Dec 04, 2013 12:05 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Reaku » Wed Dec 04, 2013 12:42 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Fabysk » Wed Dec 04, 2013 12:54 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the
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Post by Niiro Kitsune » Wed Dec 04, 2013 3:18 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which
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Post by Empyre » Wed Dec 04, 2013 3:34 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable
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Post by Ænima » Wed Dec 04, 2013 3:49 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable burning pizza monster.
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Post by Empyre » Wed Dec 04, 2013 6:28 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable burning pizza monster. The monster attacked
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by CloudFlash » Wed Dec 04, 2013 6:31 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable burning pizza monster. The monster attacked people during the
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Post by Niiro Kitsune » Wed Dec 04, 2013 6:51 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable burning pizza monster. The monster attacked people during the local nudist convention
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Reaku » Wed Dec 04, 2013 5:42 pm

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable burning pizza monster. The monster attacked people during the local nudist convention supported by microtransactions
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Fabysk » Wed Dec 04, 2013 6:18 pm

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable burning pizza monster. The monster attacked people during the local nudist convention supported by microtransactions that couldn't eat
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Empyre » Wed Dec 04, 2013 11:20 pm

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable burning pizza monster. The monster attacked people during the local nudist convention supported by microtransactions that couldn't eat dairy products or
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Niiro Kitsune » Thu Dec 05, 2013 12:00 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable burning pizza monster. The monster attacked people during the local nudist convention supported by microtransactions that couldn't eat dairy products or dance the Hustle
[quote=Niiro Kitsune]HOLA NACHO![/quote]
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screenshots
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Reaku » Thu Dec 05, 2013 12:38 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable burning pizza monster. The monster attacked people during the local nudist convention supported by microtransactions that couldn't eat dairy products or dance the Hustle with chicken nuggets
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Empyre » Thu Dec 05, 2013 5:33 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable burning pizza monster. The monster attacked people during the local nudist convention supported by microtransactions that couldn't eat dairy products or dance the Hustle with chicken nuggets because of the
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Luke » Thu Dec 05, 2013 8:04 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable burning pizza monster. The monster attacked people during the local nudist convention supported by microtransactions that couldn't eat dairy products or dance the Hustle with chicken nuggets because of the huge silicone tits.
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RE: Three Word Story

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Post by Fabysk » Sun Dec 08, 2013 3:07 am

On a stormy wind of extreme people were obeying to the master of the truth which isn't mr-cheater, and definitely isn't some fat guy from 'MURICA named "Zzombo is dumb". From his lofty a wild necromancer asked Igor to take his ball's sweat and put butter on it. Which was oddly enjoyable, acording to the latest news on the Zandronum ultra toilet bowl.

Then again ZzZombo likes to fist bump instead of whatever it was whenever Konar6 drinks 77 bottles of warm human blood from drunk people. After that, the drunk people said, Where's our drink? This question remained, who could've known Postal Dude was the guy that have never been afraid of the slender behind him who wanted 20$.

But the real problem was Bubsy on a stormy cold winter night heading to 7-11 because he wanted to experience the Big Gulp with the Jitter Skull that was in rehab getting better at killing flash floods with his Final Flash Attack, Flash bomb, however no one dies in that incident. Later that day, All sorts of marines were drinking the last of Cheater's delicious tears. But then Sjas came by and made sweet love to a taco that's actually lord_of_hell best creation that could have been your worst nightmare if only he got advice from the wise one.
As side note, the intricate details led to Mothra to spontaneously combust after the lightning that came from the top of Mount Erebus, which was covered with delicious Cacodemon entrails and traces of the Bumwarrior Coalition.

Regardless, the new Coca Cola taste made some guys jump off of a cliff. The glorious leader of a clan called Laughin' Jokin' Numbnuts was behind the clever plan to take over the newly constructed McDonalds full of huge frozen McRib patties that no one loved or ate. The leader's plan went smooth until John Lennon decided to initiate the secret ultimate weapon: The Meltdown Sequence, where everyone was forced to drive Mario Karts down the candy mountain and under the bottom of the Valley of Doom. When the weapon jams once again and no one was able to survive zombie horde and everyone died.

Twinkle twinkle little shut the fuck is highly illogical. Since then, the Diherreah was poured god it's cold Well that's just Help! You're making it more worse how refreshing it brings things upon the occasion of Tortilla Lawnchair Doritos my ears bleed. Aside that play I don't even drink that much Milk, I'm weak, pathetic, ugly and a brony like the rest of the unholy trinity that became the association from which came the unspeakable burning pizza monster. The monster attacked people during the local nudist convention supported by microtransactions that couldn't eat dairy products or dance the Hustle with chicken nuggets because of the huge silicone tits. The microtransactions tried
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