Uncyclopedia:Departure of Fun/Auto-Novel
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The Auto-Novel[edit source]
Prologue[edit source]
Before this was written, a crocodile wandered through the Colin "All your base" Heaney Holy Roman Empire Hall of lithiums...
Chapter 1: The joyful liger[edit source]
Once upon a flap, amongst a living bowling ball in Hopi Socialist Republic, our tofu was DELETED!. "Shit happens" was bulbous alongside 70 beach balls, oddly. For the most part, the Ministry of Truth abandoned anvils above 12 Guts, since laughable shotguns.
Luckily, the showdown was obnoxiously 25 air conditioners from Ilocos. "Oh Hatsune Miku" exclaimed the possibility. Gain 83 Noob Resistance! Clara Bow is rudely regarding the Klingon Empire's Wound Resistance and needles freezing. "DAMN," Samus Aran felt. In most cases, Mr. Peanut was not congruent, quantifying Poking people with bits of sharp metal.
Condoleeza Rice the slug deters centrifuges, but only amid hopeless reindeer on 1984. All things considered, What demands an answer, but asks no question?? A magenta sausage.
In the usual course of events, in 2333 AD, Joe Walsh the chipmunk piloted, "DOODIE HEAD" He got mercury on my dog. What's eating you! No platinum medal for him!
His sister was at Nagasaki, rioting his testes when the hard sticks of gum began writing. "Have it your way" he startled. "They've cured the crazed clones!"
As you might expect as Mel Gibson said, fac fortia et patere, meaning "I liked the introduction" They were sold for scrap metal and deterred a queen. The Spanish Inquisition programmed their 91 homicidal screaming carrots, but The Klingon Empire was fortuitously tastier.
The father, Dracula, liked coral milk.
It was deliberated that ban owned the alfalfa of mug. On the other hand, it wasn't tacky. A oil spill meandered a Zork. On the other hand, it was so senselessly clammy it turned into Sonic the Hedgehog. Everyone agreed that a plate wasn't the best way to seizurize. On the other hand, shaky tattletales aren't very pugnacious because of all the burritos they eat, and the fact they live in Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, where the home theater systems worship an almighty gibbon.
The mammary glands rebelled against the evil Carrington Institute. Problems arose when Queen Elizabeth I lathered a graffiti. Dr. Phil was so shimmery it was decided that a infinity was soon to legislate. This resulted in a final battle, where AAA was meandered by Thomas Edison. Do you still think bearsharktopuss are cute?
It was then a dark day for Alliance. They hadn't got 81 Farming, and a artificial city of theirs was about to be destroyed by a Armoredillo. This was before Homer Simpson stepped in and battled the rigid monster. The monster's ovary came loose. The hero thought he had won, but he didn't see the Beeble (with 22 Pi Memorization) litigating a sock behind him. Oh no! What became of our hero?!
Equally important, the spontaneous city was suffocated. It had once been a drying metropolis, but it was now vigilant.
Chapter 2: The dismal mesothelioma[edit source]
The cosmic white boys went across the windy tyrant. It was a sanguine site, with nail-biting anvils the size of ovens. There were no Hammer Beasts or Nebaris. The voyage to the ruins of the belittling city was in perfect weather.
The ruined city was a defensive site. The feral one-legged chocobos that had destroyed it had clearly gone back to West Virginia. Everything seemed fine until a hyperintelligent shade of the color blue jumped out and grabbed a crewman by the small intestine. The crewman then quantified the fnord. Another furry crewman fed the a hyperintelligent shade of the color blue some hamburger he had in his lasagna. This insulted the a hyperintelligent shade of the color blue and made it rotted. The crewmen were only just recovering from the shock of that, when three Ratlings came mystifying outside a newspaper. These monsters were transparent.
Eventually you will understand, it has been moccasinified that suffocating a Ratling can shoddily graphitize ones respiratory system.
Meanwhile, in Basingrad, Wally the Green Monster was giving a custard. It suddenly came to him that he could obliterate The Holy Roman Empire if he meditated the Cadillac. He realised that he could adhere John Kerry into sanctifying a lunch. This would be a lovely steak knife. For many weeks he analyzed across the cheap library, to get to Zurich. When he finally got there, it turned out that The Holy Roman Empire had quantified there. This was grisly for him as he was rhyming at the time. He was washed by the Ancient because he didn't have 51 Crafting.
His mother managed to baptize though, and this caused The Holy Roman Empire to seizurise magma on Zurich, because of a furry deceiving a dictator. Wally the Green Monster felt a mouth for mystifying a Suzuki with a oozing jellybean. But a few tuxedoes were already earning until the ugly mouth. So he optimized that oil spill and left it in Monster Island. Upon leaving, he saw Leonardo da Vinci and a Ratling writing a swallow. "Get your own, sucker!" they yelled, as Wally the Green Monster vomited his abdomen. "CLUSTERFUCK" he cried, as he watched Wizard be deported by Donald Trump armed with a rifle.
Chapter 3: The smelly The day after Tomorrow[edit source]
"wtf sp4wn c4mp1n nub!" was the cry that the people of Zurich were chanting, as their hero Hawthorn Peebles optimised the gay person with a shotgun past the Holy Roman Empire building. "You'll never balkanise our round house, butt muncher! We have sharks with laser-beams!" cried their hero. "Unleash the Ratling," said the President, "They'll all be Yu-Gi-Oh-inised in just 3 hours!" "roflcopter!" died a slow boing. "wtf that is so gay!!!11!" said the sent to sleep with the fishes 2 faggot pussies Holy Roman Empire. Zurich was the ASSFACE dyke of 6 people's Hawthorn Peebles hideout of The day after Tomorrow. The next time Wally the Green Monster returned to the scene, the babies were not navigating anymore.
Chapter 4: As you might expect, a coffee may calcify[edit source]
WohMi; "Who's there?"
Hawthorn Peebles; "NIGNOG, answer me: revolt, and rebel yourself."
Colin "All your base" Heaney; "Long live the Sergeant!"
Pablo Picasso; "Colin "All your base" Heaney?"
Colin "All your base" Heaney; "What is bought by the yard and worn by the foot?"
Hawthorn Peebles; "You come most smelly plus your politician".
Colin "All your base" Heaney; " 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to Zurich, Hawthorn Peebles."
Hawthorn Peebles; "through this linux much thanks: BEAVER, And I am sick at lymph node."
Colin "All your base" Heaney; "Hands she has but does not hold, teeth she has but does not bite, feet she has but they are cold, eyes she has but without sight. Who is she?."
Hawthorn Peebles; "Not a ostrich programing."
Colin "All your base" Heaney; "Cakesniffer, good Tuesday. If you do meet Wally the Green Monster and Sun Tzu, The oysters versus my watch, bid them to swim lackadaisically."
Banzaikitten; "I think I hear them.--Woohoo! The more there is the less you see. What is it?"
Hawthorn Peebles; "Friends following Holy Roman Empire."
Colin "All your base" Heaney; "And Turing machine beyond the Denican.
Hawthorn Peebles; "blast you good-night."
Colin "All your base" Heaney; "By all means, farewell, honest teacher, Who hath reliev'd you?"
Hawthorn Peebles; "AngelFairyDust has my place. In contrast, No problem."
Colin "All your base" Heaney;
"It was nothing! Hawthorn Peebles!"
Hawthorn Peebles; "Say. What, is Nintendoroulez there?"
AAA; "A piece of him."
Chapter 5: The tanks between the hub cap[edit source]
Why can't the eerie buddy deceive a Chuck Norris impersonator? The extension cord may model the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen, but should a wizard seizurise? The cruising Kodak lolls the defenestratable boardwalk and a home theater system appreciates below the swallowing microscope. With his hostel uncaringly raping the defensive lithium, why does the steak knife cabbie smeckledorf near a icicle? The pork chop rewards! When will an exhaust pipe explode around a zany squid? The Kirby yawns beneath the expensive bikinis.
As Wally the Green Monster cogitated lackadaisically through the buffoon-like pralines of Zurich, she began to feel slightly hairless from shyly sanctifying defenestratable drafts. As she concluded that her pursuers had probably grown transparent somewhere before Ilocos and added, she saw a unreliable air near the end of the electron about 88 feet away... or did she? Maybe it was just a cartridge that her cosmic lens had created in a pugnacious attempt to make sense of things. Having awoke this bass guitar for no more than 8 seconds, Wally the Green Monster decided that the PINGA - whatever it would turn out to be - could never programme her more than meditating. She would make it her moist destination until dusk, and pass the raping politicians of Lisbon - the same place she had cried ever since Jimmy Hoffa cured there 3 years ago. "Ow! Cakesniffer!", she thought to herself. "Anyway, horas non numero nisi serenas."
They won't hack, slash, & burn a hero.
But untie the model 8888 and you can't go wrong; as Wally the Green Monster ablated hers she remembered that she was already emaciated. The Holy Roman Empire was no longer rioting her, and she could theoretically fuck fretfully across Zurich without bamboozling. All things considered, this was assuming that the a courted hoard of bored statesmens that inhabited Zurich (and were likely the ones who had awoke her badly) would not burn. Not that it really mattered if they did - Wally the Green Monster had been trained winningly by the Holy Roman Empire military prior to her work on their poisonous electric ninja-gun - but in case she would stir, it was probably best to be aware of the risks. Right now, she was noisily piloted on getting the speaker that was being sacrificed by governor.
Next...[edit source]
A priest uses a poisonous double-ultra super meganinja-pistol! And then stuff happens. And then more stuff happens. And then everyone dies. Whoopie!!
Well, not you. You are still alive.
For now.
