Let the fun times continue!
The coach's uncle found the sausage and started a sausage company with it. It was very successful. After his death he left the sausage with the coach.
the GSSiblings noticed they were still nine posts from the precious cure, and were now down one razorback hog.
It was time to call in some old friends.
"Hello?" the GSL said into her loliphone. "This is the GSL. We need your help."
The nanobots created a stepladder below the 999 GET. The GSSiblings pushed down with a bit if force to see if it was stable. Everything checked out.
"Stop right there," sneered a sinister, familiar voice. "That's my 999 get."
A fleshy horror stood in the GSsibling's path. It was big. It was fat. It was a big fat butt.
The young Dildo was there to do stuff the BFB's hole, immobilixing him temporarily.
"Make a break for it! You only have 4 posts left!" Yelled the young Dildo to the GSSiblings
The siblings looked into eachother's eyes with a mixture or fear and excitement.
"There's only one way we can make it in time, and that's the power of love," the GSS said to his sister confidently. "W-will you marry me?"
Then the author wandered in from offscreen and suggested that now would be an excellent time for a tea party, especially considering the universe may or may not explode at >>999.
"No time for parties! I 2 posts till the 999 GET!"
The GSSiblings finally reached the 999 GET. They held onto it for several moments but nothing. They were still inflicted with the Italian disease. A dark shadow came over the GSSiblings' faces. This was no 999 GET. This was the 666 GET.