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| Okay.. so let's tell a story, one sentence at a time.
Once upon a time in a land far away, there lived a beautiful, blue eyed princess. |
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| She walks into a bar, is an alcoholic and strips on the weekends to make ends meet. |
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| She died.
The end
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| Thought the internet fiend but such was not the case, as lo and behold; there came the mighty roar of a flame-breathing (possible) web troll, its mandibles flaring with cruel intent. |
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| and an entire fresh bar of soap, inside its fore skin |
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| which might have been painful to some, but Princess Frank downed an entire bottle of aspirin for lunch. |
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| I'm feeling free from school right now.. |
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| And then puked up a rainbow, as she had been eating wax crayons earlier that day. |
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| All except the brown crayons, the brown ones gave her gas. |
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| Gas that could fuel a herd of robotic elephants with lazers attached to thier heads! |
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| I'm feeling celumarfone right now.. |
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| (can someone recap the story, I have no idea what you people are talking about anymore.) |
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| Once upon a time in a land far away, there lived a beautiful, blue eyed princess. She walks into a bar, is an alcoholic and strips on the weekends to make ends meet. She died. The end.. Thought the internet fiend but such was not the case, as lo and behold; there came the mighty roar of a flame-breathing (possible) web troll, its mandibles flaring with cruel intent. and an entire fresh bar of soap, inside its fore skin which might have been painful to some, but Princess Frank downed an entire bottle of aspirin for lunch. And then puked up a rainbow, as she had been eating wax crayons earlier that day. All except the brown crayons, the brown ones gave her gas. Gas that could fuel a herd of robotic elephants with lazers attached to thier heads! |
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| OKAY awesome. I got lost between "the end" and "thought".
*cough* |
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| LoL.. I did too at first. |
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| then I did second, or third, I can't quite determine that. |
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| ummm.. i think we just failed at telling the rest of the story.. =P |
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| I blame Jojo's failed ellipsis. |
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| wasn't fail, if it worked :D |
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| Ok.. it can still be saved.....
Once upon a time in a land far away, there lived a beautiful, blue eyed princess. She walks into a bar, is an alcoholic and strips on the weekends to make ends meet. She died. The end.. Thought the internet fiend but such was not the case, as lo and behold; there came the mighty roar of a flame-breathing (possible) web troll, its mandibles flaring with cruel intent. and an entire fresh bar of soap, inside its fore skin which might have been painful to some, but Princess Frank downed an entire bottle of aspirin for lunch. And then puked up a rainbow, as she had been eating wax crayons earlier that day. All except the brown crayons, the brown ones gave her gas. Gas that could fuel a herd of robotic elephants with lazers attached to thier heads! Which of course she didn't want to do, because we all know that when well fueled, elephants with lazers attached to their heads always try to take over the world. |
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