Jase1 wrote:

The Story So Far

Once upon a nightmare, Freddy Krueger checked his was hungry, like a vulture possessed, but alas, here comes the other. Freddie Krueger driving a school bus around a race track, but suddenly it exploded without notice, or somehow EK Crystal Lake Jason was dancing. No idea about mysterious when he danced ballroom without underwear, slightly perplexed over his large structure, standing straight and die looking up. He suddenly remembered the sky had twice as many biscuits, but no, but yeah, they were gone for burgers and some chips and lots of free beer, which surprised almost every other politician with the largest pie hole, the world has ever been in its history and religion and politics. Make peace with someone before you came a donkey Kong smashing barrels on top of the darkest sky. Funny boobs smells weird, tasting, laundry selection for ones again means that if time turns back to the Stone edge, eat underwear, you like weird woman’s I like strange spirits with good red wine and candlelight and chocolates makes the world go the extreme colour of dark castles is cold and terrifying inside story, reveals the truth about the witch that was haunted by the evil castle. Walking girls with purple treetops, cut off before your own eyes and blinded. The guy fell down, rolled over who is this guy? Nobody knows that this and that dead, Land lonely, feels this orientated he left confused and stumbled. He crawled over Cars, the blood ran down and pulled over the overdone red moon, cast eerie atmosphere over the Castle car service, desperate option and bourbon where the strange peoples dance circle drink beer smoke drugs don’t do stranger things then Trump, very quietly, fingers officers and smelling hand that’s weird when she came in open windows Trump pulled out the brown funny monsters and said what’s up Trump got out the monster a bit much closer so he weird ladies looks crazy in the bathroom with a baby strange animals, happy feet strange legs truck service, so expensive as the Motor last person engine broken push starts did not fast cars run over the last last curve, broken heart where the love begins love ends just as a dream into the real reason for engine repaired was to go away from the real reason the evil found his hidden treasure that was close to the mountains, protected by all kind of genetically, deformed Angry Birds, attacked by a large island flight, secret weapon through the thick night fog. You could only see attacking birds diving at the intruder, while the treasure was sinking into the ground in the forest, the intruder was eating green, poisoned bananas while looking kind of weird and stumbling very drunk very happy until suddenly a raw behind him, drive crazy fast over frightened him, so he looked up with furry and shouted lunch break, but don’t why not devour everybody just because they smell real tasty weird animals with strange long ears of corn and real tired, people, wondering aimlessly make the secret potion possible again to escape top-secret 11 magic with powers and hope of rescue and shelter from the dark side of the great barrier before the leprechaun stole the ancient place, scroll magically made with great trumpet, fanfare, and colourful spirit dancers that moved without ever, knowing they were being so happy, but as the spell grew larger, they faced angry wildlife that consumed, only the most faithful that prayed for beer and overgrown, flesh, eating monster maggots, which devour wild herbs with baked, sourdough bread and fragrance, sweet nectar, causing the cholesterol buildup to increase so quickly with light speed everyone out, rammed the final, absolute taste of fresh, pomegranate seeds, seasoned with spicy avocado, smuggled by Jess, One and the crew through unfriendly. Happy weekend they decided to reveal the nectar of the secret recipe handed down from baby for generations, snow Road hides bottles and underground cool activities that will bring a subterranean creature on surface via the Mariana trench by submarine that Leaks acid spewing all over the ocean. That’s polluted with trash and mutated zombies with jet packs then they sailed to palm Island and lived among rocks, hiding from my wife and reluctance to forage for sexy underwear. Under the moonlight. The ghouls appeared clutching at their rules sward growling, scaring closed to dinner time with longing they looked deeply into their minds and found nothing, but stranger things happening to the surrounding collective mass while crawling through garbage, eating tidbits and drinking 50-year-old whiskey with ice and ginger, like a drunken sailor with overgrown stinking feet, eating away your socks on barbecue, but flames won’t ignite no gas coming from the distant land beyond volcanoes, Kadra, after releasing flame, monkeys and leprechauns, howling loud in grief, everything suddenly change magical boost made failed miserably, but fortunately, the floating crystal ball gloriously raised the chosen warriors of the Masai, bravest tribe in the magical galaxy light-years away from the greatest black hole, all deep sun by eight legged, slimy maggots that discharged by radiation heat rays, making the maggots grow into lethal new species with huge spike claws, sticking out, searching, frantically for unsuspecting TGX uses Roof guys gathering to heavy metal huge towers, collapsing from smoke films, that in Gulf, glowworms and magnificent colourful fairies with twinkles that created light shards, spreading around the fireflies magically, appearing evoking memories, like never ever before happy peoples reviving, past leads to primaeval nightmares, exploding into popcorn, chicken and eloping, quite scorched. Tired, people dozing off the stars, dreaming of new beginnings, and riches, past majesties and all Sunday morning unsuspected Sunday evening after lunch they all fell asleep and didn’t dead. Peoples crawled from their nest in search of new unsuspecting. Praise sleeping in funny things and looking