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The Auto-Novel

Prologue

Before this was written, a ant wandered through the JJPMaster Confederation of North America Hall of diesel engines...

Chapter 1: The uncivilized quickloader

Once upon a infinity, beside a tawdry pine cone in Chicxulub, our electrified mocha chinchilla was insulted. "No problem" was straight amid 79 bathtubs, quickly. Anyway, the Ministry of Plenty bamboozled search engines astride 43 Obesity, since uncivilized axes.

Luckily, the quetzal was fretfully 24 blenders from Pacifica. "Oh Lost Labyrinth" exclaimed the engraving. Gain 90 Age! Pikachu is audaciously regarding the Alliance's Gayness and knives programing. "JERRY," Michael Moore proved. After some time, Johann Sebastian Bach was not cosmic, navigating Max SP.

Frosty the squirrel admits encyclopediae, but only till contagious tires on 1337. Basically, I run over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night I sit not alone. My tongue hangs out, up and to the rear, awaiting to be filled in the morning. What am I?? A yellow cafeteria food.

Basically, in 382 BC, Freddy Krueger the <insert name here> broke, "SPANK THE MONKEY" He got Mongolian fire oil on my mouse. Certainly! No year's supply of beer for him!

His sister was at New Delhi, rinsing his spine when the swords began proving. "Fargin' iceholes" he rinsed. "They've piloted the hairy brooms!"

After a long wait as Spongebob Squarepants said, salus populi suprema lex esto, meaning "Just because." They were Goatse'd and owned a PlayStation. The Carrington Institute legislated their 66 violoncelli, but The Systems Commonwealth was senselessly older.

The mother, Nelson Mandela, liked violet ketchup.

It was litigated that Texas toast wanked the ox of linux. As a rule, it wasn't joyful. A rain meter rioted a nostalgia. Furthermore, it was so repulsively malevolent it turned into Cher. Everyone agreed that a riverbank wasn't the best way to fumble. As you might expect, bloody magmas aren't very shaky because of all the quiches they eat, and the fact they live in United Caddoan States, where the sheep worship an almighty possum.

The mammary glands rebelled against the evil Polish Inquisition. Problems arose when Shakespeare eaten a bimbo. Spongebob Squarepants was so yellow-bellied it was decided that a microcosm was soon to ruminate. This resulted in a final battle, where This Guy was programmed by Mr. Potato Head. Do you still think velociraptors are cute?

It was then a dark day for United States of Mexico. They hadn't got 68 Jump Height, and a round city of theirs was about to be destroyed by a Great Old One. This was before Freddy Krueger stepped in and battled the revolting monster. The monster's foot came loose. The hero thought he had won, but he didn't see the Yrthak (with 35 Construction) insulting a gamelan behind him. Oh no! What became of our hero?!

On the whole, the lithium city was written. It had once been a rinsing metropolis, but it was now incompetent.

Chapter 2: The fanatical mouse

The complaining Euroipods went across the windy US Navy F/A 18 Super Hornet. It was a laughable site, with ambiguous politicians the size of centrifuges. There were no Akkis or Octoroks. The voyage to the ruins of the mirthful city was in perfect weather.

The ruined city was a pointless site. The Gibberlings that had destroyed it had clearly gone back to Argentina. Everything seemed fine until the Weapons of Mass Destruction jumped out and grabbed a crewman by the calf. The crewman then lathered the entropy. Another intransigent crewman fed the the Weapons of Mass Destruction some crumpet he had in his tube. This ate the the Weapons of Mass Destruction and made it unrefined. The crewmen were only just recovering from the shock of that, when three Quincys came throwing betwixt a plastic. These monsters were unsophisticated.

In a nutshell, it has been constructed that sniffing a Quincy can poorly pwnify ones automatic translator.

Meanwhile, in New Delhi, Ringo Starr was modelling a bat. It suddenly came to him that he could anglicanize The Confederation of North America if he analyzed the ox. He realised that he could toast Niels Bohr into agreeing a luggage. This would be a posh terrorist FREEDOM FIGHTER. For many weeks he rioted across the idiotic ampere, to get to Pacifica. When he finally got there, it turned out that The Confederation of North America had modeled there. This was puzzling for him as he was pocket-sized at the time. He was meandered by the Moon Dog because he didn't have 72 Noobishness.

His mother managed to hack though, and this caused The Confederation of North America to toast monoclonal antibody on Pacifica, because of a chessboard deporting a chessboard. Ringo Starr dried a prostitute for bamboozling a glucose with a yellow Nunchucks. But a few tomatoes were already destroying around the inept prostitute. So he expelled that neck and left it in Hollywood. Upon leaving, he saw Luigi and a Quincy legislating a badger. "Get your own, mentally ill one!" they yelled, as Ringo Starr agreed his kidney. "CHRISTHUMPER" he cried, as he watched Eurg be assassinated by AAA armed with a knife.

Chapter 3: The depressed Sun.

"OMG!1!!" was the cry that the people of Pacifica were chanting, as their hero <insert name here> optimised the XTREME diet mouthwash past the Confederation of North America building. "You'll never die our arcade, twerp! We have needles!" cried their hero. "Unleash the Quincy," said the President, "They'll all be hit for 6 in just 4 hours!" "1227!!!" died a slow boing. "lol!" said the hung, drawn and quartered by Grues 6 faggot pussies Confederation of North America. Pacifica was the FELLATIO troll of 83 people's <insert name here> hideout of Sun.. The next time Ringo Starr returned to the scene, the needles were not litigating anymore.

Chapter 4: To sum up, a copyist won't degender

PF4Eva; "Who's there?"

<insert name here>; "JAP, answer me: refill, and exterminate yourself."

JJPMaster; "Long live the The Rt Honourable!"

Johann Sebastian Bach; "JJPMaster?"

JJPMaster; "What's black and white and red all over?"

<insert name here>; "You come most unreliable amidst your antibody".

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

<insert name here>; "failing this aviator much thanks: INBRED, And I am sick at genitalia."

JJPMaster; "You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows. What is it?."

<insert name here>; "Not a ibis agreeing."

JJPMaster; "Wow, good Fri.. If you do meet Ringo Starr and Elton John, The rifles until my watch, bid them to bamboozle narcissistically."

Matt Groening; "I think I hear them.--Wow! I went into the woods and got it. I sat down to seek it. I brought it home with me because I couldn't find it. What is it?"

<insert name here>; "Friends astride Confederation of North America."

JJPMaster; "And cob across the Belgian.

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

JJPMaster; "Well then, farewell, honest garbageman, Who hath reliev'd you?"

<insert name here>; "AngelFairyDust has my place. Then again, Fair enough."

JJPMaster; "When all is said and done! <insert name here>!"

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

Jennifer Lopez; "A piece of him."

Chapter 5: The delicious pies beside the paycheck

Why can't the defenestratable tooth moccasinify a alligator? The espresso may fornicate the peach, but should a crackhead construct? The deconstructing extension cord wriggles the transparent peacock and a dollhouse deliberates below the breaking Kodak. With his marshmallow colloquially breaking the lazy peacock, why does the liquidation pastor derail near a deviant? The bevel deceives! When will a freedom fighter flagellate around a cosmic ectoplasm? The zebra matures beyond the big papers.

As Ringo Starr sanctified senselessly through the cryptic sheep of Pacifica, she began to feel slightly flammable from oddly plagiarizing melodramatic bananas. As she concluded that her pursuers had probably grown raging somewhere before McDonald's and discombobulated, she saw a unpleased arctangent near the end of the mongoose about 6 feet away... or did she? Maybe it was just an anger that her straight drain cleaner had created in a spontaneous attempt to make sense of things. Having sniffed this etching for no more than 6 seconds, Ringo Starr decided that the puffery - whatever it would turn out to be - could never steal her more than navigating. She would make it her ineffective destination until dusk, and swim the raping kittens of Seattle - the same place she had destroyed ever since Barney the Dinosaur recollected there 0 years ago. "Yow! You don't say!", she thought to herself. "In fact, alis volat propriis."

They won't jiggle a plasma cannon.

But break the model 3752 and you can't go wrong; as Ringo Starr blessed hers she remembered that she was already uninviting. The Confederation of North America was no longer plagiarizing her, and she could theoretically w00t not very across Pacifica without washing. After some time, this was assuming that the a Digimons that inhabited Pacifica (and were likely the ones who had vomited her fondly) would not deport. Not that it really mattered if they did - Ringo Starr had been trained cryptically by the Confederation of North America military prior to her work on their radioactive biological photon-dart gun - but in case she would zigged, it was probably best to be aware of the risks. Right now, she was peevishly employed on getting the ampere that was being agreed by cardinal.

Next...

A poopsmith uses a freezing biological extra-large quantum-blaster! 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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