Never Ending Story: Add Three Words

DwnWthVwls · 04-07-2015, 06:32 PM

Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry.

"BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch.

Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry.

'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old f*cking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully.

So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it.

Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?"

Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause f*ck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth.

"For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand.

Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed, then a flashy businessman

DeadChannel · 04-07-2015, 06:36 PM

Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry.

"BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch.

Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry.

'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old f*cking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully.

So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it.

Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?"

Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause f*ck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth.

"For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand.

Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed, then a flashy businessman, removed the blindfold

**Frownland** · 04-07-2015, 06:38 PM

Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry.

"BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch.

Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry.

'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old f*cking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully.

So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it.

Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?"

Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause f*ck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth.

"For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand.

Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed.

Then a flashy businessman, removing the blindfold said, "you're free."

DwnWthVwls · 04-07-2015, 07:02 PM

Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry.

"BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch.

Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry.

'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old f*cking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully.

So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it.

Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?"

Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause f*ck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth.

"For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand.

Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed.

Then a flashy businessman, removing the blindfold said, "you're free." He flicked his

**Frownland** · 04-07-2015, 07:03 PM

Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry.

Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause f*ck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth.

"BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch.

Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry.

'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old f*cking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully.

So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it.

Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?"

"For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand.

Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed.

Then a flashy businessman, removing the blindfold said, "you're free." He flicked his Vienna sausage and

DwnWthVwls · 04-07-2015, 07:13 PM

Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry.

Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause f*ck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth.

"BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch.

Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry.

'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old f*cking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully.

So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it.

Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?"

"For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand.

Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed.

Then a flashy businessman, removing the blindfold said, "you're free." He flicked his Vienna sausage and a shadowy figure

Justthefacts · 04-07-2015, 08:54 PM

Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry.

Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause f*ck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth.

"BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch.

Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry.

'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old f*cking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully.

So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it.

Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?"

"For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand.

Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed.

Then a flashy businessman, removing the blindfold said, "you're free." He flicked his Vienna sausage and a shadowy figure blew his load

simplephysics · 04-07-2015, 09:39 PM

Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry.

Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause f*ck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth.

"BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch.

Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry.

'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old f*cking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully.

So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it.

Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?"

"For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand.

Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed.

Then a flashy businessman, removing the blindfold said, "you're free." He flicked his Vienna sausage and a shadowy figure blew his load into the orifice

**Frownland** · 04-07-2015, 09:57 PM

Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry.

Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause f*ck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth.

"BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch.

Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry.

'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old f*cking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully.

So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it.

Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?"

"For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand.

Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed.

Then a flashy businessman, removing the blindfold said, "you're free." He flicked his Vienna sausage and a shadowy figure blew his load into the orifice where Chula's tonsils

Isbjørn · 04-08-2015, 07:12 AM

Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry.

Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause f*ck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth.

"BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch.

Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry.

'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old f*cking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully.

So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it.

Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?"

"For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand.

Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed.

Then a flashy businessman, removing the blindfold said, "you're free." He flicked his Vienna sausage and a shadowy figure blew his load into the orifice where Chula's tonsils rested, filling them.

04-07-2015, 06:38 PM	#163 (permalink)
Frownland SOPHIE FOREVER Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: East of the Southern North American West Posts: 35,548	Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry. "BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch. Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry. 'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old fcking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully. So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it. Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?" Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause fck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth. "For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand. Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed. Then a flashy businessman, removing the blindfold said, "you're free." __________________ Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth. d e a f b o x

04-07-2015, 07:03 PM	#165 (permalink)
Frownland SOPHIE FOREVER Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: East of the Southern North American West Posts: 35,548	Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry. Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause fck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth. "BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch. Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry. 'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old fcking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully. So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it. Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?" "For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand. Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed. Then a flashy businessman, removing the blindfold said, "you're free." He flicked his Vienna sausage and __________________ Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth. d e a f b o x

04-07-2015, 09:57 PM	#169 (permalink)
Frownland SOPHIE FOREVER Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: East of the Southern North American West Posts: 35,548	Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry. Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause fck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth. "BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch. Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry. 'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old fcking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully. So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it. Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?" "For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand. Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed. Then a flashy businessman, removing the blindfold said, "you're free." He flicked his Vienna sausage and a shadowy figure blew his load into the orifice where Chula's tonsils __________________ Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth. d e a f b o x

04-08-2015, 07:12 AM	#170 (permalink)
Isbjørn cooler commie than elph Join Date: Sep 2012 Location: In a hole, help Posts: 2,811	Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry. Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause fck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth. "BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch. Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry. 'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old fcking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully. So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it. Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?" "For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand. Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed. Then a flashy businessman, removing the blindfold said, "you're free." He flicked his Vienna sausage and a shadowy figure blew his load into the orifice where Chula's tonsils rested, filling them. __________________ fast(ml) Hear me play the guitar Look, mom! I got a journal

04-07-2015, 06:36 PM	#162 (permalink)
DeadChannel Music Addict Join Date: Dec 2014 Location: Canada Posts: 1,259	Once upon a time there was a brave little sausage named Sausilio, who dreamed of becoming a beautiful woman with a penis shaped invisible kazoo. She committed genocide against all arachnids, who are responsible for Batlord's little accident where he wanted to slice off his nipples instead of his mother's nipples that he'd bled dry. "BACK TO SAUSILIO!!!!" shouted Chula, but dumbasses ignored him because he's cranky and a blatherskite with murderous intent. Unfortunately, his incompetence had been magnified because his tonsils fell out of his rear. Ouch. Sausilio was just masturbating on a tread mill when all hell broke loose because he left his thumb up his mother's tired and dry fist. He jerked his large and ample fingers wrapped in pink ribbon towards himself, then, with mighty vigor (his best friend), jumped off the tread mill and landed on his Great great grandmother's slimy down under three day old pair of Depends. For breakfast, she ate a sausage that had been running while masturbating. A wild Janszoon, the Dutch navigator, didn't mean to make you cry. 'Enough with cannibalism! Back to Sausilio!' yelled the old fcking cool dude named Chula Vista who loved sausage and meatballs with melted provolone and Led Zeppelin's Zoso -- Led Zeppelin sucks -- but I digress -- Led Zepplin sucks. So anyway, the band Led Zeppelin had this fish that Robert Plant had coitus with to lose his anal virginity... painfully. So, anyway, today Sausilio had accidentally cooked the greatest anal bead pie with green salsa, fava beans, and Nestle's chocolate milk. It tasted swell, according to Goofle. Suddenly there was a wild Janszoon, whose big butt was liberally leaking soiled cherry Gatorade that smelled like back sweat and Norwegian black metallers. Janszoon grabbed his enormous and engorged pickled Somali chicken and sniffed it. Wriggling and suffocating, the fish prayed to Kanye West and Jaden Smith in his life. "Oh, why must there be spammers?" Janzsoon yelled out "ENOUGH!", but nobody listened. Cause fck him. Sausilio seized the storyline, but enough! Still, nobody listened, making Chula grumpier. Frownland's junk began to hurt Chula's tonsils, until he bit down furiously, breaking his teeth. "For food," responded a wild Chula, grimacing at Janzsoon, while holding his daughter's hand. Sausilio was arrested for carrying a bag of Chula Vista's Acapulco Gold. His sentence was watching Interstellar, twice with a blindfold that was clearly not see through but had windows painted pitch black. But see, through the years, Sausilio scratched the paint of his chair and his blindfold worked too well, but came off after the sentence had just started to be fatally flawed, then a flashy businessman, removed the blindfold