User:Aleister/oz
“And I stood upon the sand of the sea, and saw a beast rise up out of the sea.”
UnBooks Biography:The guy who invented soap
rub-a-dub-dub three jin in a tub
soap has deadly properties (into g)
feet cleaning, the guy just wanted his damn feet to be clean.
Cattle and bison lead the way to tiny Mary's doomsville.
Soap, paos spelled backwards. Paos Garcia Hernandez, an aztec warrior living large on the land and reigning over so many women that they cannot be counted. And all he wants to do is get his damn feet clean.
"Bend me into a pretzel, do it now Paos," said Bridgette'a, one of his uncounted women, and Paos listened as she screamed out "Paos, now wash me. Wash me!"
Paos didn't know what she was talking about. Wash her with what? And what does the word even mean?
"Go to sleep Bridgette'a, now is not the time," Paos said, hoping that it would be enough to get out of whatever he was in. But it wasn't.
"Wash me, Paos, please, wash me" Bridgette'a slithered over to him, rubbing something on his leg. It was some kind of stick. She wanted him to rub a stick all over her, to knock the dirt and leaves off. "There's got to be a better way," Paos thought, as he started to knock earth and vegtable matter off of her.