Previously: http://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1310158763/
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Prologue: The Death of
inserted something in his anus which was called
reclaimed his hate for his enemy and began furiously gathering together an army of discarded cubicle cutlery and other eating utensils, including but not limited to long thin forks with a little bump on the end which looks more like a mistake than artistic design, short spoons which are just a little too wide to comfortably fit in one's mouth, long spoons which are just a little too thin to pick anything up, dull knives, plastic sporks whose fork tines have snapped off, and a confusingly extended pitchfork with teeth too wide to be practical.
Combining
clone of his old, nearly dead dog, Theodore
prototyped his kernelsprite and entered the Medium, whereupon he
vanished and was never seen again.
The next day,
the cell phone rang.
CHAPTER 37
A LONG EXPECTORATED PARTY
The caller ID said that it was Richard Stallman calling,
but Baron Von Scheiss knew full well that
With a confident tone, Von Scheiss responded "It's premium shit, only a handful of people have it, since it's creator only made a limited quantity before vanishing". The macfag mumbled something incoherently and then hang up.
A week later, it was announced that Apple
that announced was it, later a week.
Up hang then and incoherently something mumbled the macfag.
"Vanishing before quantity limited a made only creator it's since, it have people of a handful only, shit, it's premium," responded Scheiss Von, tone with a confident.
"I shat on your phone!" laughed a mac user.
And then, Satan
Little did he know, 10,000 metres below him, the world's
balls were also being scratched, so to speak.
That is to say, the Moon was colliding with the Earth.
People were, for the most part,
moving out of the way.
Not that it mattered; the
Scientists devised a crack team of heroes - headed by Bruce Willis and the guys from Aerosmith - who could clean up all the dust once it hit.
However, the crack team worked in vain to clean up the 250 gigagrams of dust produced before the world was plunged into a nuclear
cake vortex, covering everybody with frosting and
desires. Mr Gray began to gently stroke his
hit that rusted switch with if I hadn't found this in that treasure
chest behind the Chinese takeaway."
But then,
a strange thing happened. The sky turned blood red, the sun rose in the west, and the oceans became pools of boiling blood. This was only the beginning, for after this...
the great AQUALUNG who proceded to go down to the park and
perform their hit song "Brighter Than Sunshine" to a crowd of
The sleeping hamsters were owned by a crowd of slapping hipsters sliding in hampers, strapping hempsters sleeping in hammocks and stripping humpsters sleeping in heaps. The slapping hipsters, sleeping hamsters, stripping humpsters and strapping hempsters, collectively known as snipping hompsters, decided to
show their enthusiasm for Aqualung's performance by opening
then something happened
. Then Something Happened was the name of a new exciting restaurant, famous for its
confrontational performance artist waiting staff, and the unexpected ingredients used in
their most delicious soup, Souphellion - Extra Garlic type
B negative which, as indicated by its namesake, is very difficult yet strangely rewarding to consume.
The first customers were
The snipping hompsters accompanied their grand opening of Then Something Happened with a 150 yen-off sale. As a result,
everybody stopped giving a fuck because things got too complicated. There were outcries for a simple way of life. The person who was to lead this simplistic movement stepped out of the disgruntled crowd and said
"Excuse me may I pass through here"
The crowd did not take kindly to this, and they
disembowelled him.
Nestled within his thoracic cavity they found a 700 GET.
Even more shockingly, behind
the mannequin (which had suddenly and inexplicably appeared) stood none other than
And his book of notes which contained
two tickets to paradise.
Eating the tickets, he
stabbed himself in the heart and died ungracefully. Unfortunately
the
tickets had expired. When
he reached the gates of paradise, the gatekeeper said,
"Grown men should never bite their tongue unless you eating pussy that smell like it's a stale plum."
What biting tongues had to do with anything or what pussies smelled like stale plums none dared to imagine.
The reader is now invited to
An enigmatic young lady by the name of Felicity Cotangent
came into the room and all eyes were drawn to her.
But she was guarded by several imperial storm troopers, so Randy McNally would need to use all of his
throat drops to
distract them.
Felicity took
umbrage
they proceeded to enter the castle, only to find that the princess was in another one.
Annoyed, Felicity began shouting an endless monologue of profanities
and compliments to the chef.
An entire cubic kilometre of
spaghetti fell out of Felicity's pockets.
muh dick
he then proceded to recite the entirety of http://dis.4chan.org/read/vip/1228352361/ (JEWS [Part 8]) backwards whilst
weeping for his runaway master, the GSS.
The GSS, who was in the middle of searching for his runaway sister, found himself in a Mars rover which was strapped to a gigantic
off of a mountain years in the past due to a tumbling river wheel.
"JEWS!" He shouted into the cold night, lamenting
the days gone by, when he would have gaysex with VIPPERS at all hours while the Universal Quantifier sang
Carmina Burana on repeat at quadruple-tempo.
Meanwhile, Gascone was
kissing her brother Goscone despite
aroused by the incestuous exchange. Guscone, on the other hand, appeared rather nonplussed by the whole thing.
The controversial directors Gescone and Gyscone (no relation to the aforementioned razorback hogs) were filming the entire experience for their upcoming independent unrated art film, titled
due to budget cuts they
had to replace the whole class with clonepas and lolis, who they payed in
Predictably enough, the lolis soon
their clonekittens had returned once more
to duel with the rich people.