Uncyclopedia:Departure of Fun/Auto-Novel
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The Auto-Novel[edit source]
Prologue[edit source]
Before this was written, a sheep wandered through the Frosty Ministry of Peace Hall of cakes...
===Chapter 1: The vulgar snowflake
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Once upon a copypasta , absent a overwrought vulva
in Fairyland, our muff was litigated. "Demon dogs" was
boring under Expression error: Missing operand for =. homologies, ruggedly. As often as not, the Confederation of Nazi Dictatorships froze igneous protrusions about Expression error: Missing operand for =. Spamming, plus boring swords.
Luckily, the diet pill
was mercilessly Expression error: Missing operand for =. neurotoxins from McDonald's' Corporate Minions' Fun-and-Safe Happy Land. "Oh Your Mom" exclaimed the zombie
. Gain Expression error: Missing operand for =. Donkey Kong Country! The Cheat is suitably regarding the Time Lord High Council's Max SP and ten-foot poles cruising. "DUMBASS," This Guy wanked. First and foremost, Black Jesus was not sanguine, constructing Self-esteem.
Dave Chapelle the leopard panders oysters, but only given shitty violoncelli on 1984. Likewise, If a wheel has 64 spokes, how many spaces are there between the spokes?? A mauve Peking duck.
At long last, in 877 AD, Sean Connery the unicorn discombobulated, "PRIME MINISTER OF THE UNITED KINGDOM" He got lubrizol on my bathing suit . Dillweed! No Nobel prize for him!
His daughter was at The Land of Milk and Honey, suffocating his mustache when the ten-foot poles began giving. "Hello" he programmed. "They've awoke the throbbing staplers!"
Absolutely not as Albert Einstein said, adversus solem ne loquitur, meaning "Well done." They were timeshifted to Sept. 31 and earned a bimbo. The Polish Inquisition humped their Expression error: Missing operand for =. etchings, but The Vulcan High Command was occasionally younger.
The mother , Kyle Broflovski, liked lavender snot.
It was deconstructed that hadron
feasted the Gatsby of Kodak
. Everything considered, it wasn't explosive. A Doppelgänger
frozen a cellphone
. Before you know it, it was so exuberantly snug it turned into Jon Stewart. Everyone agreed that a kakistocracy
wasn't the best way to insult. Not in the slightest, cute rocks aren't very baffling because of all the pizzas they eat, and the fact they live in The Milky Way, where the kittens worship an almighty pig.
The staplers rebelled against the evil Alliance. Problems arose when Jessica Alba litigated a brick wall . Jacques Derrida was so absorbent it was decided that a waterfall
was soon to feast. This resulted in a final battle, where Joe Walsh was invited by Nancy Pelosi. Do you still think mandrills are cute?
It was then a dark day for Ministry of Peace. They hadn't got Expression error: Missing operand for =. Stamina, and a purple city of theirs was about to be destroyed by a Elans. This was before Barack Obama stepped in and battled the pale monster. The monster's neckbeard came loose. The hero thought he had won, but he didn't see the Inevitable (with Expression error: Missing operand for =. Max MP) earning a telephone
behind him. Oh no! What became of our hero?!
All things considered, the snug city was felt. It had once been a sniffing metropolis, but it was now retarded.
===Chapter 2: The beloved anvil
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The folksy nuclear reactors went across the windy fib . It was a erudite site, with malevolent hot dogs the size of boats. There were no Aibatts or Gobballs. The voyage to the ruins of the doubtful city was in perfect weather.
The ruined city was a pyrrhic site. The stilt-walking Euroipods that had destroyed it had clearly gone back to a gay bar. Everything seemed fine until a Siraluun jumped out and grabbed a crewman by the DNA. The crewman then destroyed the muffin . Another crazed crewman fed the a Siraluun some quesadilla he had in his bottle . This felt the a Siraluun and made it quivering. The crewmen were only just recovering from the shock of that, when three Frost Worms came suffocating amongst a paper . These monsters were vulgar.
Most of the time, it has been sanctified that rinsing a Frost Worm can offensively crystallize ones funeral .
Meanwhile, in Na-Dene Republic, Mickey Mouse was deliberating a sysop . It suddenly came to him that he could weazen The Ministry of Peace if he broke the rickroll . He realised that he could analyze Homestar Runner into rioting a belt . This would be a grue-like equestrian . For many weeks he recollected across the defective diode , to get to The Middle of Nowhere. When he finally got there, it turned out that The Ministry of Peace had navigated there. This was ineffective for him as he was erudite at the time. He was bamboozled by the Sirine because he didn't have Expression error: Missing operand for =. Attack.
His grandmother managed to incinerate though, and this caused The Ministry of Peace to curate arc welder
on The Middle of Nowhere, because of a leukemia vomiting a tuxedo
. Mickey Mouse agreed a guitar
for feeling a potato with a egregious Kung Fu Butterfly Swords. But a few air conditioners were already ablating betwixt the barbarous guitar
. So he admonished that swimming pool
and left it in Bouvet Island. Upon leaving, he saw Mr. Peanut and a Frost Worm piloting a sea cucumber. "Get your own, window licker!" they yelled, as Mickey Mouse navigated his gastrointestinal sphincter. "WIENER" he cried, as he watched Stone golem be set to hang with Saddam Hussein by Mr. Potato Head armed with a Ultra Hammer.
Chapter 3: The impressive Mon.[edit source]
"ur gay. lol!" was the cry that the people of The Middle of Nowhere were chanting, as their hero BillyBob wrote the straight cockgoblin
past the Ministry of Peace building. "You'll never putrefy our house
, ass fucker! We have shotguns!" cried their hero. "Unleash the Frost Worm," said the President, "They'll all be derailed in just 0 hours!" "roflmao!" died a slow boing. "i pwnz u!" said the disassembled 0 faggot pussies Ministry of Peace. The Middle of Nowhere was the ASSHAT chump of Expression error: Missing operand for =. people's BillyBob hideout of Wed.. The next time Mickey Mouse returned to the scene, the papers were not breaking anymore.
Chapter 4: On the contrary, a fib should discalceate[edit source]
Shabidoo; "Who's there?"
BillyBob; "DICKFACE, answer me: baptise, and baptise yourself."
Frosty; "Long live the Lieutenant!"
Frosty; "Why does my life suck so much?"
BillyBob; "You come most exotic save your macaroon ".
Frosty; " 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to The Middle of Nowhere, BillyBob."
BillyBob; "towards this bumbleberry jam
much thanks: ASSWIPE,
And I am sick at beard."
Frosty; "Take one out and scratch my head, I am now black but once was red. What am I?."
BillyBob; "Not a bear throwing."
Frosty; "When pigs fly, good Thurs.. If you do meet Mickey Mouse and Stephen Hawking, The crania round my watch, bid them to derail abhorrently."
Vin Diesel; "I think I hear them.--Shit happens! I have holes in my top and bottom, my left and right, and in the middle. But I still hold water. What am I?"
BillyBob; "Friends until Ministry of Peace."
Frosty; "And death
unlike the Spaniard.
BillyBob; "fornicate you good-night."
Frosty; "Absolute ruin, farewell, honest bishop, Who hath reliev'd you?"
BillyBob; "Chimychanga has my place. Then again, Not at all."
Frosty;
"Bejesus! BillyBob!"
BillyBob; "Say. What, is BillyBob there?"
Vince McMahon; "A piece of him."
===Chapter 5: The bags of cement below the Chevrolet
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Why can't the rotted chisel
glug a babboon butt
? The orc
may multiply the plate
, but should a swordsman graphitise? The sniffing riddle
adds the unnatural pie and a mountain vomits below the deceiving homology
. With his clavichord
frostily constructing the pale fire hydrant
, why does the LSD
golf player edit near a snake
? The stapler
attempts! When will an engraving calcify around a putrefying lucky bastard
? The Soliton radar
blesses regarding the sanguine computers.
As Mickey Mouse deliberated relentlessly through the oozing ovens of The Middle of Nowhere, she began to feel slightly macabre from riotously sanctifying abnormal fish. As she concluded that her pursuers had probably grown hairy somewhere before Beverly Hills and crystallized, she saw a contented shank
near the end of the vomit about Expression error: Missing operand for =. feet away... or did she? Maybe it was just a LSD that her putrefying 20-hit combo had created in a belittling attempt to make sense of things. Having felt this mitten for no more than 9 seconds, Mickey Mouse decided that the Mexican wave - whatever it would turn out to be - could never orate her more than litigating. She would make it her baffling destination until dusk, and reward the destroying cows of Seattle - the same place she had eaten ever since Pervez Musharraf blessed there 3 years ago. "Ow! Shit happens!", she thought to herself. "Furthermore, quot homines tot sententiae."
They won't optimise an exhaust pipe.
But pass the model 2714 and you can't go wrong; as Mickey Mouse wrote hers she remembered that she was already obscure. The Ministry of Peace was no longer swallowing her, and she could theoretically widen gratefully across The Middle of Nowhere without plagiarizing. In the usual course of events, this was assuming that the a Pechs that inhabited The Middle of Nowhere (and were likely the ones who had meditated her rarely) would not vomit. Not that it really mattered if they did - Mickey Mouse had been trained heartlessly by the Ministry of Peace military prior to her work on their useless rocket-propelled shiny photon-raygun - but in case she would bake, it was probably best to be aware of the risks. Right now, she was fervently sniffed on getting the katzenjammer
that was being advocated by bishop.
Next...[edit source]
A bartender uses a radioactive quantum-glue gun! And then stuff happens. And then more stuff happens. And then everyone dies. Whoopie!!
Well, not you. You are still alive.
For now.
