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Post by grahamthomson on May 18, 2009 11:47:18 GMT
blank. However,
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Post by blueshift on May 18, 2009 11:49:32 GMT
Stan Bush
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Post by grahamthomson on May 18, 2009 11:51:52 GMT
cashed in
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2009 15:32:53 GMT
on Dreamwave's
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Post by Grand Moff Muffin on May 18, 2009 16:57:22 GMT
supreme being
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2009 18:56:08 GMT
which wasn't
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Post by Cullen on May 20, 2009 13:08:50 GMT
at all
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Post by Grand Moff Muffin on May 20, 2009 16:38:11 GMT
inconvenienced by
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2009 17:00:11 GMT
Pat Lee
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Post by Grand Moff Muffin on May 20, 2009 17:30:07 GMT
but mocked
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Post by Andy Turnbull on May 20, 2009 18:18:27 GMT
gently by
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Post by Grand Moff Muffin on May 20, 2009 18:35:08 GMT
ignorant mortals.
THE STORY SO FAR!!!
Just yesterday, Longtooth was wondering why Ralph was [furrowing his] standing outside the public display of rare Octopunches someone had lovingly assembled from cheeses imported from Colonel Gaddafi's grandmother by dromedary who lives in a tree.
Conkers in Mars are like sooo unfair, especially when furrowing Ralph's sweaty brow smells of grandmother's oldest grand-daughter's uncle's damp bicycle of destiny.
Suddenly, thousands of sausages later, Longtooth gurned madly before he fell before the feet of Stranglehold's favourite ice-cream-cone-shaped monster that sounded very sad. "Whoops," he did in his kneecaps. Longtooth's knee proved impervious to anything but fish that could defy King Alfred's buried potato plants when in philosophical mood.
Collagen killed the radio star, mainly in a monkey's paw without any Pretenders' help. "Bugger that," said Santa Jones, a.k.a. Daffy Duck.
"Stop swearing," said Megan. Her breasts of chicken smelt rotten but cooked a treat when barbecued. Along with Longtooth, she contemplated Confucianism.
Meanwhile, a yellow duck peered into Longtooth's shell and said, "Red rum!" then waddled into Longtooth's other dimension. Righteous bailiffs served notice three weeks later.
The supreme being contemplated ducks but chose to leave the bread to decide if it would avenge the falcon! Poor falcon asked politely that vagabonds desist from inspecting curious-smelling ducks who often quacked alone like pipers in pink.
Afterwards, when the elephants made their coup attempt, Trunkor decided he'd totally stepped on his mother's bone china of tranquility.
Awkwardly perambulating plot, this.
But suddenly!
Yes, indeed!
Looking through the eye of somebody from space!
Meanwhile, Longtooth heard quacking from Prime! He wondered long and wondered short, but always smiling coquettishly. "Zut alors!". A dit dot dit tapped Captain Pepe Picard, disguised as a caravan complete with spy camera under his third rear end. Gasp!
Longtooth's mother disowned him! Greatly aroused and frisky, Optimus Prime and Longtooth's great-grandparents played hopscotch in the briar patch, lurching erect and ready for jelly-babies and high explosives, but suddenly Noel Edmonds materialised within and without a clue, a sausage and a good reason to start Stan-Bush-style singing while shaking his booty.
The clap of thunder [startled Jane] made Noel touch his diminutive butler with a rocket-propelled orangutan! Shock!
Just then, shit happened which completely destroyed the arse biscuits, which tasted strangely yummy, although chewy, and with a caramel bum sprinkling and sweetcorn. Licking cautiously, financial meltdown beckoned for total satisfaction of Gobotron, but Cy-kill decided to French-kiss into oblivion while unzipping Gordon Brown's red box with gigantic dildo-shaped dildos, both made from peanuts inside Skullgrin's purse. But they weren't just inside, they were outside.
Meanwhile, during a dump, Longtooth found the secret chant of the duck which horribly warped minds and definitely opened dimensions of booze, but only to those blithering idiots, weak-willed and smelly, who failed GCSE Mathematics, shoelace-tying and showering.
These so-called arse-scratching lunatics accompanied the band. The Teletubbies argued over and under Mr Quackers for hours and hours, till Piglet vomited furiously over the rainbow way whilst watching University Challenge.
Batman was here.
Meanwhile, Wolverine ate my goldfish.
Elsewhere, Longtooth bellowed, "STOP! DON'T KILL THE MONGOOSE! TRY PROWL! HE HAS TOMATO KETCHUP!" at Pincer.
Chapter Two!
Pat Lee drew a blank. However, Stan Bush cashed in on Dreamwave's supreme being, which wasn't at all inconvenienced by Pat Lee, but mocked gently by ignorant mortals.
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Post by Bogatan on May 20, 2009 18:57:54 GMT
The touch
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Post by Andy Turnbull on May 20, 2009 19:13:13 GMT
of angels
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2009 20:58:50 GMT
was like
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Post by Andy Turnbull on May 21, 2009 9:56:11 GMT
gossamer on
Andy
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Post by Cullen on May 21, 2009 12:49:41 GMT
Longtooth's throbbing
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Post by Nigel on May 21, 2009 16:16:24 GMT
pickle sandwich
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Post by Andy Turnbull on May 21, 2009 17:55:25 GMT
mistakenly left
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Post by Bogatan on May 21, 2009 18:34:48 GMT
behind, sadness
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Post by Grand Moff Muffin on May 21, 2009 18:42:22 GMT
upon sadness!
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Post by Andy Turnbull on May 21, 2009 18:56:14 GMT
A lone
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Post by Grand Moff Muffin on May 21, 2009 19:09:43 GMT
dissenting voice
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Post by Andy Turnbull on May 21, 2009 19:18:53 GMT
cried out
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Post by Grand Moff Muffin on May 21, 2009 19:19:37 GMT
for sanity
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Post by Andy Turnbull on May 21, 2009 19:26:01 GMT
and was
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Post by Bogatan on May 21, 2009 19:29:28 GMT
ignored totally
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2009 20:56:43 GMT
by everyone
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Post by Andy Turnbull on May 21, 2009 21:09:09 GMT
who merely
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Post by Grand Moff Muffin on May 22, 2009 6:34:09 GMT
asserted "Wibble
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