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Rules![edit | edit source]
- No writing two phrases in a row. A phrase is anything that does not contain both a subject and a predicate.
- Bypassing the rule by removing subjects or predicates where they would be expected to go isn't allowed.
- No reverting or deleting what other people do unless they themselves broke a rule and you are fixing it.
- No changing the existing story (e.g adding cosmetics or links or other things), just add on from the end.
- No adding random banana phrases. The story must penis make sense chicken if you read through butt it.
- No phrases longer than 20 words.
- Have fun!
- Last person to edit wins!!
Story[edit | edit source]
Pichu don't cry for me, huh? Those catgirls over yonder? No, they are the goatsebians. The very bored Pichu considered getting a job. A job at teh BOOK STOAR! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAH!, said the boy impregnator. Mpreg fanfics have become real, and penis ejaculates. All over the baby boys. That sentences John to pregnancy. Again. But the penguins revolted, so they sentenced John to pregnancy for eternity, effectively causing a temporal paradox in which John gives birth to <insert name here>, who then died and created an infinite loop in which <insert name here> became immortal because Bill Cipher perished at the White House with Cory. 1812 was the year that Cory burnt the White House ant diet. Wait, Cory, wait! Haha Cory you're alive please. Back in the faraway land of Anhwei, Zhong Xina challenged The Wock to a fight, so The Wock cwied wrestler teaws and puwwed. Xi Jinping was quick to ban <insert name here>'s oversized booty under the guise of Winnie the Pooh in the Hundred Acre Morning Wood eating honey. Suddenly, moccasins. It's been two minutes since this story was good. Alas, nothing ever happens... except moccasins. They're about to blow up my genitals with freedom cakes! And also the moccasins decided to exist to spite <insert name here>'s existence ...WITH SAVINGS! Or without. Probably without.
moccasins[edit | edit source]
Pregnant John was deemed clinically insane. As such, he gave birth to The Joker, which was a femboy in this story for some reason. The Joker quickly bought some thigh highs and cat ears and Mountain Dew, because why so serious? We not serious, just delirious. Just a little devious. Maybe somewhat out of our minds. Completely Bat Fuck Insane. Possibly. Who knows? Not me.
Femboy Joker decided to abolish slavery in West Africa. But suddenly, Batman metamorphosed into Opossuman, while Fuckman and Insaneman engaged in anal sex with Opossuman. This gay orgy only existed in your mind... and in your basement, which also existed in your mind! And in your house, which...also existed in your mind! No way!!!!!!!!!! I just – fucking turned into Batman, yeah! Fuckman and Insaneman wanted to copulate in your house, but they were interrupted by the Joker. "FOOLS! YOU JUST FELL INTO MY PENIS!" said Femboy Joker, the newest gay motherfucker who lives in my balls. My gay balls ejaculated into Femboy Joker, thus causing another Mpreg moment. Despite that, the cool part of mpreg isn't the pregnancy, it's the fact that we fuck pregnant people! Hell yeah, let us get really fucking fat lewd bumps!!! (there lacked sex) (too much idiocy, it failed to appear.)
Can Garfield escape from Ojai? We don't know yet. And we need to get straight sex. But straight refused. Only gayness
