Three Word Post

[racssirt]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel

[mattofmirkwood]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy

[racssirt]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of

[menace]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey

[racssirt]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai

[mutantpotato]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the

[racssirt]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap."

[mattofmirkwood]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that

[racssirt]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away

[mattofmirkwood]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a

[racssirt]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon.

[mattofmirkwood]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you

[racssirt]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you flying for? Everyone"

[mattofmirkwood]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you flying for? Everyone" "We are going

[racssirt]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you flying for?" "I am going to find my

[mattofmirkwood]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you flying for?" "I am going to find my big, plastic, blue

[racssirt]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you flying for?" "I am going to find my big, plastic, blue fish-slapping device,"

[suladan]

wait if you go to page 6 my post was missed out

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with old eileen bakwoods she

me and Tim both posted 3:13pm lol, nevermind

[Tim C]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you flying for?" "I am going to find my brother's big red

[racssirt]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you flying for?" "I am going to find my brother's big red fluffy hairy dog

[mattofmirkwood]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you flying for?" "I am going to find my brother's big red fluffy hairy dog so that i

[Tim C]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you flying for?" "I am going to find my brother's big red fluffy hairy dog so that i can take it

[mutantpotato]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you flying for?" "I am going to find my brother's big red fluffy hairy dog so that I can take it to a place

[Tim C]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you flying for?" "I am going to find my brother's big red fluffy hairy dog so that I can take it to a place that makes wooden

[racssirt]

Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.

Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I
grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner, which flew from the top of a Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page and curley haired geezer in spandex trousers went to see the wizard. The wizard said, "You must go to California and play softball with Old Eyes and his eight legged friends," he boomed. "Then go and see Peter Jackson to sign up for a subscription to a really wierd sci-fi magazine called "Sofa Collectors Monthly". Finally, go and jump off a oil-covered barrel into the spicy Ninja Dojo of Hong Kong Fuey located in Shangai and give the Sensei a slap." So after that I flew away and saw a big red pigeon. "What are you flying for?" "I am going to find my brother's big red fluffy hairy dog so that I can take it to a place that makes wooden train wheels, felt

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