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The Auto-Novel

Prologue

Before this was written, a wolverine wandered through the Shabidoo United States of Mexico Hall of memos...

Chapter 1: The inept furnace

Once upon a terracotta, opposite a offensive stool sample in the John, our oil spill was pwned. "When pigs fly" was red worth 25 jellybeans, lackadaisically. At the end of the day, the Vulcan High Command rewarded dog houses above 99 Luck, of unreliable axes.

Luckily, the crusher was callously 78 mice from Saxoland. "Oh Jim Carrey" exclaimed the Hyakugojyuuichi!!. Gain 63 Critical Hits! Pikachu is heartlessly regarding the Centauri Republic's Guts and leashes recollecting. "DONKEY DICK," Donkey Kong pandered. Chiefly, Meg Griffin was not bulbous, ablating Staff Skill.

Aunt Jemima the emu deliberates staplers, but only atop defenestratable papers on 1812. However, What can run but never walks, has a mouth but never talks, has a head but never weeps, has a bed but never sleeps?? A spruce pot-au-feu.

Generally speaking, in 2305 BC, Pervez Musharraf the Tyrannosaurus Rex analyzed, "LOLCAT" He got Mad Dog 20-20 on my pencil. Bugger! No box of truffels for him!

His ex-wife was at The Milky Way, sniffing his taint when the bow and arrow began meditating. "Break a leg" he rewarded. "They've given the booming hybrid engines!"

Then again as Benito Mussolini said, nemo me impune lacessit, meaning "Better than pointless buddy cogitating 74 hub caps" They were dissected and lolled a rollerblade. The Coffee Republic ate their 25 nuclear reactors, but The Carrington Institute was suitably fatter.

The son, Sal Fasano, liked banana champagne.

It was feasted that anchovies wanked the queer of etch-a-sketch. Basically, it wasn't clammy. A feces piloted a fluff and stuff. In a word, it was so thoroughly scanty it turned into Fat Albert. Everyone agreed that a fork wasn't the best way to crankle. In a word, boorish diesel engines aren't very smug because of all the avocados they eat, and the fact they live in Assyria, where the rakes worship an almighty unicorn.

The white boys rebelled against the evil World Soviet Alliance. Problems arose when Homer Simpson awoke a answer. Albert Camus was so loyal it was decided that a Mitsubishi was soon to deter. This resulted in a final battle, where Slobodan Milošević was cured by Emperor Palpatine. Do you still think swallows are cute?

It was then a dark day for Carrington Institute. They hadn't got 38 Brain Age, and a offensive city of theirs was about to be destroyed by a Wererat. This was before Sean Connery stepped in and battled the cute monster. The monster's lymph node came loose. The hero thought he had won, but he didn't see the Popples (with 61 Grue-Slaying) deliberating a DVD behind him. Oh no! What became of our hero?!

In most cases, the repugnant city was christened. It had once been a deliberating metropolis, but it was now infectious.

Chapter 2: The homely disaster

The heterosexual petroglyphs went across the windy luggage. It was a no-frills site, with eerie cats the size of classified documents. There were no Rakshasas or demon nucleoids. The voyage to the ruins of the megalomaniacal city was in perfect weather.

The ruined city was a sinister site. The Zaurasks that had destroyed it had clearly gone back to Pacifica. Everything seemed fine until a Gronn jumped out and grabbed a crewman by the tongue. The crewman then pwned the crab cake. Another ridiculous crewman fed the a Gronn some quesadilla he had in his boar. This agreed the a Gronn and made it fanatical. The crewmen were only just recovering from the shock of that, when three Blink Dogs came employing until a iPod. These monsters were bloody.

In general, it has been driven that destroying a Blink Dog can seldom cogitate ones diet coke.

Meanwhile, in Austria-Hungary, Michael Jordan was ablating a copyist. It suddenly came to him that he could whack The United States of Mexico if he wrote the needle. He realised that he could pass Oprah Winfrey into suffocating a antibacterial. This would be a curative high-powered laser rifle. For many weeks he navigated across the rotted person, to get to McDonald's. When he finally got there, it turned out that The United States of Mexico had broken there. This was tense for him as he was lazy at the time. He was matured by the Jachyra because he didn't have 94 Luck.

His sister managed to urinate though, and this caused The United States of Mexico to exercise dogma on McDonald's, because of a Holy Martian Empire plagiarizing a liquidation. Michael Jordan absolved a hallway for throwing a warning with a cozy towell. But a few glycerins were already suffocating till the unsophisticated hallway. So he gave that air conditioner and left it in Tasmania. Upon leaving, he saw Tony Soprano and a Blink Dog optimizing a ferret. "Get your own, gay-assed dillweed!" they yelled, as Michael Jordan feasted his elbow. "SHITFACE" he cried, as he watched Warlock be vindicated by Jerry Fallwell armed with a shotgun.

Chapter 3: The on edge Tues.

"1227!!!" was the cry that the people of McDonald's were chanting, as their hero <insert name here> navigated the overwrought Mazda past the United States of Mexico building. "You'll never deconstruct our Republican, fapper! We have tanks!" cried their hero. "Unleash the Blink Dog," said the President, "They'll all be exterminated in just 9 hours!" "j00 got p4wn'd!" died a slow boing. "OMG!1!!" said the vindicated 3 faggot pussies United States of Mexico. McDonald's was the CUNTBUCKET prick of 86 people's <insert name here> hideout of Fri.. The next time Michael Jordan returned to the scene, the airplanes were not rioting anymore.

Chapter 4: To come to the point, a ripple wouldn't cruise

JJPMaster; "Who's there?"

<insert name here>; "RAT'S ASS, answer me: duel, and spit yourself."

Shabidoo; "Long live the Lady!"

Dracula; "Shabidoo?"

Shabidoo; "Why was six afraid of seven?"

<insert name here>; "You come most unnatural before your xylem".

Shabidoo; " 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to McDonald's, <insert name here>."

<insert name here>; "outside this chiffon much thanks: DUMBASS, And I am sick at DNA."

Shabidoo; "You use a knife to slice my head and weep beside me when I am dead. What am I?."

<insert name here>; "Not a swallow washing."

Shabidoo; "Alas, good Sat.. If you do meet Michael Jordan and Queen Elizabeth II, The boats throughout my watch, bid them to navigate quickly."

George W. Bush; "I think I hear them.--Now! It goes up, but at the same time goes down. Up toward the sky, and down toward the ground. It's present tense and past tense too, come for a ride, just me and you. What is it?"

<insert name here>; "Friends including United States of Mexico."

Shabidoo; "And smelly pair of socks betwixt the Greenlandic.

<insert name here>; "exemplify you good-night."

Shabidoo; "Now, now, farewell, honest bishop, Who hath reliev'd you?"

<insert name here>; "Nintendoroulez has my place. Above all, Holy flerking shnit."

Shabidoo; "Come again! <insert name here>!"

<insert name here>; "Say. What, is <insert name here> there?"

Simon Cowell; "A piece of him."

Chapter 5: The hotels than the mandate

Why can't the erotic Weltschmerz terrorize a bread knife? The kitten chow mein may glug the oddball, but should a clerk bake? The freezing arc welder accepts the tofu-esque sysadmin and a road attends below the mystifying frying pan. With his pizzle mercilessly vomiting the exotic Pyrex, why does the pantleg lawyer urinate near a pillow? The pea soup recollects! When will an Aspergers optimise around a infectious domino? The factoid blinks before the erudite delicious pies.

As Michael Jordan abandoned exuberantly through the charming iron curtains of McDonald's, she began to feel slightly loyal from impolitely insulting trusty DNA sequences. As she concluded that her pursuers had probably grown cheery somewhere before The Land of Cheese-Eating Surrender-Monkeys and discombobulated, she saw a minuscule glass orb near the end of the bat about 54 feet away... or did she? Maybe it was just a dyslexia that her glycerin Oldsmobile had created in a erudite attempt to make sense of things. Having cured this amv for no more than 9 seconds, Michael Jordan decided that the silly - whatever it would turn out to be - could never murder her more than litigating. She would make it her cryptic destination until dusk, and hack, slash, & burn the maturing fish of Argentina - the same place she had feasted ever since Mr. T lolled there 0 years ago. "Oof! Alas!", she thought to herself. "Nine times out of ten, qui totum volt totum perdit."

They won't explicate a pool.

But defibrillate the model 7925 and you can't go wrong; as Michael Jordan quantified hers she remembered that she was already mirthful. The United States of Mexico was no longer deliberating her, and she could theoretically neuter senselessly across McDonald's without modelling. Likewise, this was assuming that the a quadrant of neo-otyughss that inhabited McDonald's (and were likely the ones who had sacrificed her oddly) would not shave. Not that it really mattered if they did - Michael Jordan had been trained coarsely by the United States of Mexico military prior to her work on their useless ninja-bow - but in case she would pilot, it was probably best to be aware of the risks.

Next...

A teacher uses a poisonous light laser-zip gun! And then stuff happens. And then more stuff happens. And then everyone dies. Whoopie!!

Well, not you. You are still alive.

For now.

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