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The Auto-Novel

Prologue

Before this was written, a snail wandered through the Hipponias United Earth Directorate Hall of centrifuges...

Chapter 1: The congruent ripple

Once upon a paycheck, before a well-to-do feces in Stick Arena, our quote was assassinated. "Mmm" was homosexual plus 11 operating theaters, virtually. In other words, the Ministry of Peace lathered mailboxes without 66 Obesity, barring senseless diet pills.

Luckily, the puffery was relentlessly 19 miscellanious dead things from Zamboanga. "Oh Donald Cedric Orlando Aloisius Augustus Cornelius Tascalusa Octavius Elphinstone Eugene Frederick Dionysus Pikachu Davros The Third" exclaimed the bollocks. Gain 1 Mysticality! Tom Cruise is exuberantly regarding the Nietzschean Alliance's Charisma and hard sticks of gum drying. "CUNT," Hipponias pwned. Subsequently, Bertrand Russell was not smug, constructing Axe Skill.

Joey Barton the pig suffocates cobs, but only excluding enormous hot dogs on 666. Really, I dig out tiny caves, and store gold and silver in them. I also build bridges of silver and make crowns of gold. They are the smallest you could imagine. Sooner or later everybody needs my help, yet many people are afraid to let me help them. Who am I?? A off-white pineapple.

Likewise, in 2508 AD, Gordon Brown the liger analysed, "CHRISTMAS TREES" He got phenol on my lipmusic. Come again! No bronze medal for him!

His maternal great-great-grandfather was at Los Angeles, giving his salivary gland when the lightsabers began deporting. "Sure thing" he employed. "They've moistened the cheap etchings!"

To cut a long story short as Strong Bad said, igne natura renovatur integra, meaning "Random humourous comment" They were popped and employed an US Navy aircraft carrier. The Fourth Great and Bountiful Human Empire navigated their 11 rifles, but The Confederation of North America was colloquially wobblier.

The grandfather, Lech Wałęsa, liked maroon pus.

It was christened that balloon admonished the elephant of space. After some time, it wasn't contrived. A alcohol navigated a PlayStation. In most cases, it was so callously pale it turned into Dr. Evil. Everyone agreed that a diet mouthwash wasn't the best way to roll. As a rule, slimy diet pills aren't very crazed because of all the salmon meunieres they eat, and the fact they live in Ghettoistan, where the ovens worship an almighty owl.

The air conditioners rebelled against the evil People's Sovereign Union of Planets. Problems arose when The King of the Internet legislated a bestiality. <insert name here> was so naked it was decided that a cod was soon to analyze. This resulted in a final battle, where Stephen Sondheim was sacrificed by Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. Do you still think wildebeests are cute?

It was then a dark day for United States of Earth. They hadn't got 21 Spam Resistance, and a unnatural city of theirs was about to be destroyed by a Nightgaunt. This was before Homer Simpson stepped in and battled the straight monster. The monster's skull came loose. The hero thought he had won, but he didn't see the Gorkens (with 10 Healing) pandering a liquid goo behind him. Oh no! What became of our hero?!

Chiefly, the fervent city was frozen. It had once been a freezing metropolis, but it was now foreign.

Chapter 2: The despicable hallway

The senseless telephones went across the windy equestrian. It was a no-frills site, with tawdry miscellanious dead things the size of mammary glands. There were no Ettercaps or Female Night-Elf Druids. The voyage to the ruins of the joyful city was in perfect weather.

The ruined city was a folksy site. The Phase spiders that had destroyed it had clearly gone back to Nagasaki. Everything seemed fine until a Howling Manta jumped out and grabbed a crewman by the vein. The crewman then employed the kakistocracy. Another sheer crewman fed the a Howling Manta some apple he had in his furry. This employed the a Howling Manta and made it posh. The crewmen were only just recovering from the shock of that, when three Iksars came insulting excluding a Hyakugojyuuichi!!. These monsters were alarming.

Really, it has been sniffed that swallowing a Iksar can abrasively execrate ones microscope.

Meanwhile, in Frogland, Pervez Musharraf was optimizing a automobile. It suddenly came to him that he could write The United Earth Directorate if he lolled the codswallop. He realised that he could exercise Pikachu into deporting a hub cap. This would be a on the ball queen bee. For many weeks he feasted across the dark nob, to get to Hell. When he finally got there, it turned out that The United Earth Directorate had agreed there. This was dazzling for him as he was supercalifragilisticexpialidocious at the time. He was ablated by the Mongolian Death Worm because he didn't have 15 Evasion.

His cousin managed to rinse though, and this caused The United Earth Directorate to Woodburninate ™ Zork on Hell, because of a dominatrix swallowing a entropy. Pervez Musharraf legislated a ocean for freezing a sockpuppet with a gay trebuchet. But a few delicious pies were already suffocating during the shitty ocean. So he cruised that hero and left it in Hogsmead. Upon leaving, he saw Mr. Freeze and a Iksar raping a grasshopper. "Get your own, freak!" they yelled, as Pervez Musharraf navigated his duodenum. "ANAL DIABETES" he cried, as he watched Wizard be sworded by Black Jesus armed with a rifle.

Chapter 3: The defenestratable Mon.

"i din't edit that page an even if i did it's better neway so u suck!!" was the cry that the people of Hell were chanting, as their hero <insert name here> optimized the obscene iPod past the United Earth Directorate building. "You'll never vote our chump, dick move! We have knives!" cried their hero. "Unleash the Iksar," said the President, "They'll all be banned for 24 days in just 4 hours!" "OMG!1!!" died a slow boing. "rofl!" said the crushed into a cube 0 faggot pussies United Earth Directorate. Hell was the WANK arseface of 7 people's <insert name here> hideout of Thurs.. The next time Pervez Musharraf returned to the scene, the reindeer were not plagiarizing anymore.

Chapter 4: Likewise, an eye infection can delete

JJPMaster; "Who's there?"

<insert name here>; "LOGJAMMER, answer me: zap, and hack, slash, & burn yourself."

Hipponias; "Long live the Monsieur!"

Pervez Musharraf; "Hipponias?"

Hipponias; "Be you ever so quick, with vision keen, by your eyes, we are never seen. Unless perchance it should come to pass, you see our reflection in a looking glass. What are we?"

<insert name here>; "You come most alarming absent your etch-a-sketch".

Hipponias; " 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to Hell, <insert name here>."

<insert name here>; "failing this cookie cutter much thanks: CLUSTER FUCK, And I am sick at abdomen."

Hipponias; "What's brown and sounds like a bell?."

<insert name here>; "Not a hyena lolling."

Hipponias; "Hey, good Mon.. If you do meet Pervez Musharraf and Michael Jackson, The skulls on my watch, bid them to burn fretfully."

DWIII; "I think I hear them.--Ouch! A father's child, a mother's child, yet no one's son. Who am I?"

<insert name here>; "Friends besides United Earth Directorate."

Hipponias; "And caterer along the Kittenolivian.

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

Hipponias; "Ouch, farewell, honest umpire, Who hath reliev'd you?"

<insert name here>; "<insert name here> has my place. Above all, Woohoo."

Hipponias; "Watch out! <insert name here>!"

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

Cher; "A piece of him."

Chapter 5: The search engines during the anything

Why can't the cut-rate belt sacrifice a ice skate? The cinderblock may assassinate the pool, but should a singer jump? The modelling icicle agrees the fanatical possibility and a comma arrests below the litigating bildungsroman. With his evil secret Canadian mind-control device verbosely modelling the cartilage alfalfa, why does the Evil Illuminati Adolf Hitler Clone Society umpire enumerate near a mop? The aerodynamics zooms! When will a pea soup bless around a rickety tractor? The vomit deters past the universal memos.

As Pervez Musharraf accentuated verbosely through the alarming mice of Hell, she began to feel slightly vigilant from uncontrollably breaking mirthful magmas. As she concluded that her pursuers had probably grown senseless somewhere before Vichy France and assassinated, she saw a emancipated automobile near the end of the template about 98 feet away... or did she? Maybe it was just a dongle that her grisly Audi had created in a tawdry attempt to make sense of things. Having sacrificed this Furby for no more than 9 seconds, Pervez Musharraf decided that the igloo - whatever it would turn out to be - could never mature her more than rinsing. She would make it her scanty destination until dusk, and feel the mystifying toasters of Davao - the same place she had sniffed ever since Bill Clinton constructed there 5 years ago. "Ouch! Whoopee!", she thought to herself. "As a rule, leges humanae nascuntur, vivunt, et moriuntur."

They won't mystify a pie.

But dehydrate the model 9258 and you can't go wrong; as Pervez Musharraf blessed hers she remembered that she was already unrefined. The United Earth Directorate was no longer cogitating her, and she could theoretically admonish barely across Hell without breaking. In fact, this was assuming that the BENSONs that inhabited Hell (and were likely the ones who had startled her heartlessly) would not negate. Not that it really mattered if they did - Pervez Musharraf had been trained merely by the United Earth Directorate military prior to her work on their paralyzing shiny pirate-pistol - but in case she would deliberate, it was probably best to be aware of the risks. Right now, she was insufficiently bamboozled on getting the block that was being cured by captain.

Next...

A priest uses a ballistic stupidly overelaborate double-ultra super megarevolver! 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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